poem the air i breathe

With silent lips.

You explore the relationship between the necessity for air and us, claiming that air is enslaved to us, acknowledging that we are slaves to air as well, and it explores this duality quite well.

Feelings of rejuvenation overtake my soul...pulsating veins with blood so red...circulation of what is ME.

Published at the web's largest poetry site. There will never be enough words to tell you how much you mean to me, but I feel it every day. We just had a big wind and snow storm, and I'm craving some lovely spring rain. The Blessed Virgin compared to the Air we Breathe. The air I breathe in, to congeal time right there, so that I don’t Breathe out the air, to stay within forever, My life, my death, my nectar, my venom, Killing me dead yet not leaving my body. The Air I Breathe - Poem by TaraD Sweets I breathe in deep...filling my lungs to the top...the coolness and crispness of the air tingling throughout. Life has been so fun and enjoyable since I met you. By: Katie Lewington poetry - quit, no this is for a living an appreciated form of writing call it poetry and it will have people saying i don't read that but in a different guise it's a meme, a share and soul comforting, like a hand held college kids, i'm writing published in a few zines… Browse through to read poems for breathe. 1918. You are forever in my heart. Published at the web's largest poetry site. The air itself supplies me with a century of love. You gave me reason, you gave me rhyme, you game me love. George Santayana. Air. I love you like the air I breathe, the sun, the moon, the grass, the trees, I love you truly with all my heart, and I will die if we ever part, because you aren't just my friend, you are my lover till the end so take this message when you leave I love YOU! It humors me that air. Luce, you know how much I love your poems, especially the ones that make me think! You were the air around me; you were the essence of my life You made me your queen, your caring and loving wife. The air I breathe in, to congeal time right there, so that I don’t Breathe out the air, to stay within forever, My life, my death, my nectar, my venom, Killing me dead yet not leaving my body. I live on the West Coast of the United States, and yet the air that I breathe is sometimes the same air that was being breathed in China the day before. I just woke up from my dreams Dreams of perfection When in reality nothing in life is perfect Dreams are but a fabrication Like the promises of this nation I feel the peaceful ambience as I walk outside See the leaves turn orange so I know its a sign There's a war seven seas away from me and they want me to pick a side I pick the side with 2 fingers up Not two guns up If