Breathing in the summer heat
Summer windsblow through her hair,
the heat
that should be exhausting
feels vitalizing,
when she jog around the muddy trail
She smiles,
can't help it
something that exists
outside of her
feels connected to the
inside of her
and she can't tell it apart anymore
The lines blurred out
everything being one
and
everything breathes perfection
Gratitude
permeates my heart
knowing
I was her,
we were one
and I will breathe perfection again
Poetry by kristallkross
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Written on 2007-11-22 at 00:26
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