High so high

On a high

At end of nigh

Brought you a gift

A small Trish

Carrying the goods

You liked I shook

Took a photo you see

Of you and she

I asked for a biscuit

You took of you missed it

Never mind Trish was soaring

Your welcome I

Adore you

Breathe

 

Breathe
I float
This way and that
I float
Towards you
Slide like a cat
Breathe
You come closer
I shake
What to say
Breathe
All hopes of a coherant sentence
fade
Breathe
You look you stare you inhale
Breathe
Eyes widen a smile prevails
Breathe
You recognise my words eyes and hue
Breathe
There’ll be not another you

*remember to breathe