My Breath.
Will I breathe normally again...
To behold you every moment is to breathe normally.
To sense you about me is to live normally.
Wondering at the manifestation of thoughts about you...
None of them leave me in my solitude nor in a crowd.
They engage me like there's nothing else to think about.
Brooding at your smiling eyes....
Your half smiles to enchant my soul is something I can never feel changing.
Brushing my soul often with your fluttering glances is something I long for so often.
Your passing by me briefly leaves a trail of interrupted thoughts....
Thoughts of ordinary proximity enhanced to bewildering feelings.
Leaving me unsettled for the rest of my stream of consciousness about your presence.
Will I ever breathe normally.....Without you?
Yours..... Bee 🐝
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