****Air****

[RUKUS]

If
Our Love is the
air,
As comfortable as the breeze,
And as easy to breathe,
Yet invisible when there,
Unable to be grasped on demand
To prove its quantity, or its worth,
Its birth or its death,
Only a final breath to
Accept that its left…then
why argue the extent of its depth,
Words like “crazy” and “obsessed”
To describe the simple action of
Inhale,
Exhale,
So even if the sex fails,
there’s still
air
to set sail…
across a sea of uncertainty
set against this coast of existence
and each grain of sand is an
instant….
Sometimes I feel the
air
from your lips
Is required to exist,
So I’m required in your midst…
But this dis-tance,
Leaves me as black as the sound,
Of my thoughts crashing down,
Just to drown, on the white of this paper…
I feel as though my thoughts are much safer
With you beside me,
Head on my chest bedside confiding
Dream wed on the best west indies island smiling,
As opposed to dialing,
And voicemail trying…

It feels like dying…
Trouble breathing – trouble believing
What exactly you see in,
An
erratic,
asthmatic,
Hyperventilating
addict
To the touch of your skin,
Your voice is an inhaler,
I just want to breathe in…
If our love is the
air
Lets just focus and breathe in

I never wanna leave and…
I never wanna leave and…
I’m never leaving….

-rukus c2008

[monblaze]

awww, for me?
thanks sweety!!

kool....

[ChildOfOya]

That was very nice and smooth to the T.

[Obagwu]

That was top notch