Eternally Breathless Poem by Stuart Logan

Eternally Breathless



A beautiful night,
A beautiful girl,
by my side.
We sit.
Her blood red hair catching a light glow,
of the Moon,
like red wine in the twilight.
Lost and found again,
Confusion riddles me,
Ans strips me of who I am.
Freedom envelops me,
And I become, who i have become.

And my breath leaves me.
Forever.

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