You breath so quietly

While you sleep

I wont to feel every breath of yours

I am not here

Silver smoke from your mouth

Flies away to the sky

It grows like ivy

Straining your hair

I want to be like it

Touch you and fly away...

My skin burns in fever

it is thirsty for your cold hands

Open your eyes, see me now...

The last temptation...

When you breathe so quietly

While you sleep

I catch each breath of yours



[written by P. Maslanka]