every word every breath

every word
every word
 
every breath
every breath
 
lands lightly
                 on your ear;
 
oh,
     for every word,
     for every breath
     to be placed upon
                              your ‘lobes
                                             in rest of lips;
 
oh,
     for every
                 word,
     for every breath
     to fall ‘long your thoughts,
                                          to lay as in the softened grass
                                                                                     grown silk;
 
oh,
    for every word,
    for every
                 breath
    to be as brushing of the skin,
                                       your pulse’s rhythm:but a mirror of our longing..