Love makes it hard to breathe
you might think that’s
a good thing
it’s not
it is
it’s
the ends of my throat shriveling under matches
when I can’t breathe without you
It’s
when I can’t feel my hands
free and falling
then weighed down
wanting nothing
else but this
It’s
the weight of you
on my mind
when I can’t sleep or wake up
when I don’t want to move
fearing if I move I’ll cry or explode or laugh or lose you or
all of the above
It’s too many beautifuls to think this is real
when I’m in your arms and we are
sleeping or awake or somewhere in between
when I look at you and
this heart is too full to breathe.
Luv Poems For Every1
Poet says what many do not know how 2 say. you go! ~s~