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A Breath Held For You

A Breath Held, For You.

I lost him before I had him.

Before he was mine. I watched him float away;

someone else’s

coloured balloon drifting off into

someone else’s

bright blue sky.

I should have reached out for him, during.

Or afterwards. I didn’t.

I tried to breathe him in, hold him inside me where he wouldn’t be able to fade.

But he slipped past me.

Like sly grey smoke, curling around my face

Then dancing away with the first, necessary, exhalation.

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