Poems from somebodysomewhere
I will hold you.
For the sake of the rivers I swam to love you,
I will hold you.
I will hold you,
I know; forever.
As that is the way of...
And at last-
I am breathing.
It is labored
and it mourns
what could have been,
but-
I am breathing.
And you are no longer my oxygen.