Warm Air - Poem by gershon hepner
The warm air you exhale
may make some people groggy,
but with your breath I sail
to shores where, though it’s foggy,
I thrive despite the storms.
How, light as air and moist,
your breathing outperforms
all words that I have voiced!
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