Inhale Me

Sometimes, I wish I were a breeze To carry fragrances to you from flowers you've never seen; Far away blooms that have never blushed beneath your gaze... I would bring their scent to you With my hands lift fragrance Entice you to inhale. Yes, I would be a breeze Even though it meant You could …

If

Would that I were glass. Tall slender cylinder containing water. Life-giving water. I would know the touch of your hand. I would know your lips on me, Repeatedly. I would bear the honor Of pouring into you That thing that soothes your tongue, Refreshes senses, Nourishes body. If. I were a glass. Would that I …

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