The fifth most liked piece in 2018 on My Screaming Twenties
Breathe With Me
Without her,
he forgets how to breathe;
he becomes a shore
which only says goodbye
sending waves away
with seafoam kisses,
his arms are crossed
and his chest tight,
water pooling by his toes
never reaching his knees.
A lonely shoreline
and distant horizon
washed orange and blue
until she takes his hands,
kisses each knuckle
and the honeyed skin
below his ear and tells him
to believe
and ‘breathe with me.’
© Kristiana Reed 2018
Beautiful.
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