Own


Scratching

for a moment

under 

the surface of a 

second

she found her breath 

warm 

as sunrise,

keeping

tempo

regular as feathers fluttering on an arrow

gilded 

as a key unlocking 

answers

she winged 

across

the sky to heaven,

her breath

her

own…

her breath her own …

 

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