Breathing Poem by Cassandra Robinson

Breathing



You are the air I breathe,

and the very thing that make up my dreams,

You are the one my heart beats for now,

that has me floating on the highest of clouds,

You are the oxygen that keeps me reeling,

and without you there's no breathing.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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