My Breath Is Taken
My breath is taken.
No choice,
Just taken.
Ecstatic pain
Thrills through me,
And I know
You are right for me.
This glove fits so well;
WE fit so well.
They laugh at our antics,
That gallery of stern critics.
Foolishly juxtaposed!
Enemies of Bliss!
The last laugh
Is ours.
Copyright © Allen W Trew | Year Posted 2014
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