Light as air
Is the sweet word
Suffocating
The bitter sword
Fresh as air
Word softly spoken
Fast as the wind
The ones heartbroken
Air is holy
It fills your lungs,
But not only.
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A good start with a nice poem, Amaury Pezina. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.