Thursday, January 15, 2015

Breathing Clean

Like the air that blows softly,
She is stronger than she knows
Yet soft she is and heavenly,
Fonder this heart grows

On a whim to her I promise
To heal myself on whole
Childish hope of her kiss
The heart is beating bold

On my path to breathing clean
I have failed already twice
I now have renewed my steam
With the sound of her voice

Like the water that flows around me
She calms my spirits down
Yet power she is deadly
I cannot let her down

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