You Are My Breath
Without a warning, reach for me
So I may open a door in your hands
To a vision where
The sea and the sky
Flow with the rain of your gaze
And the color of the poppy's petals
Is captivated by the bittersweet taste of a kiss
That places the body
On the wings of a dove
In a baptism of purity
You are my breath
Without a thought, ask how I am
So that in the old frame of solitude
A shadow of whiteness
Brings the scent of damp plants
To the dry cracks of the wall
And the empty ceiling of the room
Remains filled
With the echo of your presence
You are my breath
Without a word, say something
So that with the quick pulse of your breaths
The ticking wall clock
Spreads the joy of a new day
Across the floor
And between the alleys of imagination
The scent of acacia
Calls out in the stillness of the house
You are my breath
Even without thought
Breathe into me
Arsalan - Tehran
9th Nov, 2021
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