His Breathing [Only He Can Make It Beautiful]  [A Koda x Edward Poem]

His Breathing [Only He Can Make It Beautiful] [A Koda x Edward Poem]

A Poem by Emunah June.
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Got this idea as I lay in my own bed wheezing and gasping for air due to this stupid sore throat xDD

"

 

He's the only one I know

Who can make breathing beautiful.

 

It comes to him naturally, as all humans are.

But for him, its different.

 

Breathing is an art to him.

Only he can make it beautiful.

 

His breath is quite magnificent

You should hear it sometime.

 

Only he can take something to natural

And make it so hypnotizing.

 

I heard it that day when he walked into my room

His eyes closed, his mouth in a broad smile.

 

He was breathing then.

And it was beautiful.

 

And when he spoke he twisted his breath

Into words.

 

And those words

Were beautiful.

 

When I spoke, it was just breath.

When he spoke, magic.

 

And that magic

Was beautiful.

 

I remember our first day out together.

"Its not a date!" he insisted, using breath argue

 

And that argument

Was beautiful.

 

We walked along the city streets

And bought a few things.

 

A silence that was beautiful

Because I could hear him breathing.

 

When we came home he extended a bag to me

"For you," he whispered, blushing.

 

Breath and blush?

Beautiful.

 

I opened the bag and inside was

A beautiful boquet of flowers.

 

I hadn't noticed him buying it.

I was mesmorized with his breathing.

 

"It's w-wasn't a date...was it?" he asks, coughing.

Broken breath that was even more beautiful.

 

I smile.

"Only if you want it to be."

 

My corrupted, plain breath

Broke the beauty.

 

He nods.

"O-Okay then...maybe it was a d-date.."

 

His breath is overwhelming.

So I kiss him.

 

It's unfair, really

Taking his breath and giving him mine in return

 

(I hardly call that fair)

 

But one kiss leads to another

And day turns into night

 

And when he goes home

My home becomes ugly once more.

 

Night turns into day

And he comes back

 

How I longed for his breath!

 

Eventually nighttime came again

But he stays this time.

 

We share my bed

Both fully clothed and exausted from the days work

 

And when I lay on his chest

His heart thumps against my ear

 

And I find something even more beautiful than his breathing:

I find his heart.

 

© 2011 Emunah June.


Author's Note

Emunah June.
Cute or stalkerish? You decide x3

Ahh Koda, you're so in love that you find his breathing attractive. You must have low standards, yes? No? Idk x3

SO! Was it cute? Was it strange? Was it stalkerish?

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i think its cute lol

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K.
You're a little too much in love with Ed related things, no? Ahaha.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I find it cute

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