My Unstable Poetry

Soft Breaths

Warnful yet shallow,

Minty with the touch of skin

Cars will pass

Days flying by

Covers keeping them warm

Fall nights

Leaves cover the brown ground below

Winter nights

Hard to breathe

Spring evenings

Stuffy with those soft; deep snores of people sleeping

Summer sun sets

Stuffy with the smell of the humidity

My warm shallow breaths

Your neck feels them

And we stay like that for

Eternity