being alive... on Life support...?A Poem by ABreeze... carries me.. breathes through my hair... My hair... blonde.... shorter... brushes upon my skin.. Tingles... Teases.. my back.. my shoulders.. my bare skin... hands... the tips of my hair... running along my skin... Not dead.. Not unmoving... Alive... Moving... Breathing... Being..
My bike... My life support... The only thing... I wake up for.. The only thing... keeps me breathing... keeps me.... Alive
© 2009 A |
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