Split In Half
In the speechlessness
of your breathlessness,
I breathe vigorously
to arouse your former arising,
too afraid to touch
a corpse in the making.
Could another's spare years
restore your time?
Could another's breath
bring back your air?
Could my hyperventilation,
like our blended heart,
be split in half to share?
Copyright © Juliet Ligon | Year Posted 2019
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