Category: Breathes
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Speak
Talk to me like words are all you have leftIf you don’t kiss me soonYoung lungs will run out of breathTalk to me like running waterPouring outFrom hidden streamConversation turned fantasyLiving in the oasis of an unknown dreamWhen you speak to me Love always, Esha
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Calf
The food lives not It was cut from the root Drained of it substance It breathes no longer Seeking sunlight no more It’s days of grazing ran short It’s freedom to roam cut off While the world turned The breeze blew Days went on While life was taken to sustain another’s… The calf grew strong…
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Honest Heart
A drunken heart tells no lies. It speaks in thumps. It sighs and rests in-between beats. Keeping up with heavy moments. Staying instep with quickening feet. Pumping warm blood through cold veins. Moving against our lovers breast. We need to hear it, feel it. Pulsating through a willing chest to appreciate being alive. What’s the…
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Unexpected
I can’t see you sometimes. So I feel around for the shape of your face. I sniff the breeze for the scent of your cologne. I lay soft intent to raw feelings in hopes of finding you somewhere among the clouds. My heart moves before my thoughts and I’m thinking out loud. But I am…
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One Kiss
One kiss is never enough. There must be dozens to make up for time lost. They must be doubled to address when the road less traveled gets rough. They need to cover the wounds and apply smooth balm to the scars that don’t disappear. They should last for days and stretch into years. Give a…
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Til It’s Over
Til It’s Over Lean on the Lord Put tired arms on a willing shoulder Because I don’t have the strength To carry you over the threshold Some vogues we take without a crew Devoid of a compass to guide The wind blows through the sails of your boat Feeling isolated but rarely alone Because only…
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To Sow Shade
To Sow Shade It looks bad. No visible progress made kind of bad. No goals for greatness achieved. By all accounts the situation looks quite dismal. But such is the nature of a seed. You sow it and hope for growth. Along the way a storm comes to water it. Then as it spouts from…
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Need IT
Need It I know now that I need it The way a fish dries out without water Akin to a person grasping for breathe When there’s no air It’s buried in the way a tree requires earth To maintain its roots That’s the need I have everyday To hear and know the truth Love always,…
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