Poetry Series – Noses

I find that in the moments of my greatest instability, I am brought back almost always by my ability to find the simple experiences in life I can hold on to. When I remember that it’s important to breathe deeply as I let my body heal, I fixate and a rush of all of the times breath meant the most to me flood my mind.

Noses

Our noses touch
And I don’t freak out
When his exhale
Fills the space, air
I planned to inhale
Still not suffocating
Haven’t hit panic
Only safe
For me, it’s love
How I know
I love him enough
So much
I can breathe
Even when our noses touch

Much love, until next time.

Published by Payge Gray

Poetry, writer, creative thinker & life lover. I'm just here to share in the humanity.

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