What Fresh Breath
what fresh breath
has been offerd
skies line
mountians
silver lining
our
nights
what left to cling
only my breath rest
beyond tombstone plea
what giant has been slayed
shake for me in a ball room
watch as clowns smear
what have we grown
this this
this
me
and
that
fresh breath
?
an
other time
less worn walk
gentle hands
we hold you
one tear
dropping
at
a
time
these sleves have shrugged pain
as this heart has bled depths
of
what
for who
how mant tear stained streets
have you splshed in the joy
of
each drop
which why me
caught me
that
you
would open my eyes to see
it has been you all along
not for you
but
for me
i love you
?
Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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