Poison Air

With each inhale I thought of you 

Hoping that with every breath of a different air would haze the dying yearn of your touch 

You beckon my soul like the moon the ocean craves

My heart crashing against the rocks like waves with every thought of your face

Little did I know that the last breath I took,

I realised I was incomplete without you

My lips ached for yours 

and my lungs only wanted to breathe the air you drew 

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