Poem -
breathless.
The very fact he's out there breathing
Leaves me breathless,
How is it I've breathed so shallow
So long willing not to die in a moment
Not just a moment
But the only moment that wills my heart
To keep on beating,
Not ever realizing just how lost
My soul was until I found him
Am I to suffer now
Such a shortness of breath
Forevermore,
I envy his body for it holds
The warmth of his soul inside
I am jealous of mine own heart
For it holds tight this thought
This love while my body is numb
If his breath should ever cease
To exist
would I or could I overcome
Such a death of breath
succumbing to the willingness
of deathless forevermore
more breathless.
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Comments
Honorable VIP Poetess Nardine Sanderson,
In true love the minimum distance is too huge, and the maximum distance can be bridged.Love is missing someone whenever you are away and scattered apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you seems to be close in heart towards the other end.
Great write, my applause, my vote, wish to appreciate and feature in my POET'S PEN, also for a translation to my mother-tongue with your kind permission only
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Yeah sure it's just a poem, you can translate it, thNks heaps
Much love to you and the family nardine xox