One Life To Live: Three Breaths Later...

I would march to the eye of the storm,

Arm wrestle clouds 'til they bow,

Command the hailstones to reform,

Just three breaths later...

I would seep condensation through my cells,

Breath in the lava-steamed air,

Wring my life force out of shells,

Just three breaths later...

I would race the asteroids' starry whim,

Outrun the sun's routine,

Drink the oceans with moon at brim,

Just three breaths later...

One breath for a morsel of words,

Bleeding from the nib of my arm,

Spilling from written pages,

For the gritty thunder to taste the charm.

One breath for adoring the flowers,

Smiling with the light of my eyes,

Oozing honey for the glazing petals,

To pour raindrops borrowed from skies.

The last breath for my beloved's heart,

Beating with mine, an ancient art.

A whisper, a moment, my soul's chart,

To merge with time, the final start.

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