Oxygen
High above all else,
we whisper confessions,
palming our giggles so they
won’t get out.
For she makes up for every
good breath ever withheld
from me, pressing my chest
gently with lips to my mouth.
—JG ©2026
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I can always see the scene you've set in your first stanza which sets this tone for the next...short and sweet ink, enjoyed!
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Thank you Coalhouse and ThePoestess for leaving your kind words. May your day be a grand one.
Read Hebrew King's poemslove_supreme
Very nice.
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