I AM Breathing

I AM Breathing

She makes me shimmer 

in my sleep,

in all the good ways

of course.

Meaning;

I think I’ve lost myself

again.

Not such a bad thing.

Another beginning?

Really?

She likes to stand behind me

when I smile,

watching a distorted reflection

in the mirrored walls of the bar.

And it’s happening again,

like whiskey ”neat,”

or the broken lines 

in the palm of my hand.

A long life indeed.

Indeed.

Reviews

[khalid]

nice work. i really like the images you have drown as well as the words picking. thank you

[Lipstick_Lesbian]

"And it’s happening again,
like whiskey ”neat,”
or the broken lines
in the palm of my hand."

Beautiful. This perfectly encapsulates all the feelings inherent in this situation. Right down to the vulnerability ("I think I've lost myself again") and the giddiness ("she makes me shimmer in my sleep"). I love this -- beautiful work.