Breathe with me.
So our breaths can be one.
Our hearts can be met.
And our eyes will burn much deeper than they're made to.
Breathe with me and maybe,
Our thoughts will be in sync,
And our voices can be heard,
Even when we're not speaking.
YOU ARE READING
NORMAL THINGS | Poetry
PoetryMy thoughts are too crazy to be said. And too loud to be unheard. ~ A Collection of Revised Poetry ~
