The Air I Breathe
I breathe her in and I have inhaled life,
Her love is all my lungs do require
To expand and contract my soul that’s rife
With song that makes Gods want and desire.
Air can only wish to wear her smile
Nor rouse me to lick my greedy lips and
Peruse then pierce her perfect profile.
Oh jealous air, you’ll never be human
And dream of this woman all night and day.
How would it feel to never feel her touch
Or smell the rosy scent of her bouquet?
Silly air, you will never be enough
To replace what gives existence to me,
My one true love, the one you’ll never be.