top of page

Air

The air carried nervousness,

So much that it tickled my skin.

All the cells running in my blood,

Could have sensed it too,

As they transported oxygen to my heart,

And then it only beat faster.

Some thirty songs later,

With magic reverberating in the air,

The air cleared off.

But, I’ve heard,

It’s going to be much foggier tomorrow.

 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
Can I Come Back To You?

Can I come back to you, Wounded from the battles, I fight silently in my head, Scratched all over with scars my thoughts cause, Breathless yet with my heart beating too fast, The same one you broke on

 
 
 

Comments


words for the day

bottom of page