Oxygen

I miss the feel of your hands
upon my face and how
we used to share the same air.

© Sarah Doughty

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41 thoughts on “Oxygen

  1. The breeze used to touch us
    Make us come closer
    And we wrapped each other
    But now no more breeze touches me
    As no hands to wrap me up
    Miss you but happy
    You are wrapping someone else
    So that he feels warmth embrace

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