These times and places
These sounds and scents
Long left behind
Forgotten if not for the cold nights
Like being denied oxygen
Like having a pillow over my face
Like having my nose pinched and my mouth covered
Like getting my head forced underwater
When will drawing a breath stop being a feat
On nights like this
When my mind decides to wander
Only to find it is still you that this heart seeks?
=TheUnintended=
8 March 2015
