Found
found
and so i told him
you better find something
to love
and grab ahold of
something that means
the world to you
something that
when you’re breathing
and doing it
you feel completely whole
eternally in love
no doubt comes in or out
and you’re there
not just anywhere
but there
doesn’t matter what it is
but you better make sure that thing
becomes yours
and it probably shouldn’t have
any type of legs
or a heart
cause those leave baby
those leave
that’s why words are good
and pure
they flow in and out like breath
and even breath will leave
but words
words
last forever
Copyright © Rosemary Bryerton-Schiff | Year Posted 2018
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