“…” (in the beginning) I faded away when I touched you into a memory, of a dream, of a dandelion, blown away by the winds of father fate. I lost all my breath, when these lungs took you in, like in the beginning when air was water, and life was something shiny new (we'd never know again.) M. L. Michael 01/02/06
“…” (in the beginning)
I faded away when I touched you
into a memory, of a dream, of a dandelion,
blown away by the winds of father fate.
I lost all my breath, when these lungs took you in,
like in the beginning when air was water,
and life was something shiny new
(we’d never know again.)
Every Breath Poetic 