Andrew James Whalan

Poet. Storyteller.

Breathe

Under the shadow of a wing
I woke blinking at the light
And now that dark turns to night
I fear I will disappear again.

And I will catch my breath and hold it
Until I know there is no more breath 
Yet another will hold it for me
Until we both breathe again.
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