Breathe

Your eyes on me is so dangerous because of what might be

You looked my direction as my eyes were searching for yours and I forgot how to do something 

I had been doing since birth

p.s. I woke up to her resuscitation not minding the irony…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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