Circle Of Breath

again my dreams
have sneaked to you
unrealised in nightly robes
they listen quietly to
your circle of breath
unseen unsaid
a steady desire
for the potion of life
your circle of breath
hardly covered soul that
is going up and down in
your circle of breath
the In the Out
your circle of breath.
your circle of breath
following the rhythm
your circle of breath
to wich the views apply themselfs
untill my dreams break away from
your circle of breath
by the dawn of the sun
they whisper goodbye
and finaly for
your circle of breath
they lay down a couple of words
plaited to be a sentence
on the unused pillow
next to you

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