"I could be the air you'd breath day by day
But I could never be your oxygen...
No, I could never be just one element.
But, yes, I could be the air you'd breath
Only if you're willing to feel how I caress your lungs
In every breath you take
With the poison that I am."
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Sweetened Coffee
PoesiaYou are every grain of sugar sweetening my bitter coffee. A collection of romantic prosaic poetry. Written by Nathalie Regacho #41 in Poetry
