You took a breath to speak
I stopped you
Don’t move not a muscle
or say a word
I want to soak you in
deep to the marrow
till I am no more
If you speak I feel
as if this is our
last parade of hearts
that dance by circumstance
Don’t speak just breathe
Tell Me About It 
I don’t think I could even breathe in that man’s arms : ) let alone speak!
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Right now I’m not sure I can breathe MM. That is breath taking.
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mmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Yes I do understand…I had one or two of those today. 😉 (forewarning, because the next few poems…. 😉 )
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