Sunday, May 2, 2010

learning to breathe

sunlight and shadow drip lustlanuage
no need for translation, a mosquito net covers
me puts my breath on hold at your command
... my heart whispers...sounds like no and
drowns to yes and back again to no ... yes...
help me... the bed has become so wide and
i have fallen so small here...exhaling what
is left of me ...



Cynthia said...

Your write with such beautiful emotion, Toi.
I can understand this feeling all to well.

Toi said...

thanks, a dream story this one, Cynthia.

christine said...

Fascinating way this draws the reader in; I felt my heart tighten.

Toi said...

this is written from the heart of my future,
a dream i have no doubt will come true,