The Breathing in

I could feel the numbness acting on my motor nerves

Envying her strength and her glorifying smile were my solution;

Beauty hiding behind her innocence on which nature would easily melt,

full moonlight, a campfire at 5⁰C and solitude on stone cold night;

all, nature provided to me.

An upright cigarette and lighter on table,

Optional pen and paper on other end

Envying her perfectionism; which nature couldn’t deny

Nature has always spoken inaudible actions;

Inaudible actions;

Blessing me moonlight overhead

Was nature’s only solution dear

Putting my nature transformed soul to pen through fingers;

Words breathed out  of her never ending myths as I breathe in her feel;

To which paper listened carefully

Yes! Breathing in her strength was my solution.

The Breathing in.

To all of which fire, moon and river seem to enjoy;

Because she was there,

And I could see everyone Breathing in

consequently; I could see moon lit up.


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