Friday, January 8, 2010

Irony

Breathing was never hard
I never asked my lungs to swell
Flooding themselves with precious air

Seeing was never difficult
I never forced my pupil’s dilation
My optic nerve to unwind

But no incredible inhalation
Nor a stunning sight
Could ever provide
What you already have
But drawing near to you
Is like hugging flames

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