Press your lips, your broken lips, against the dawn.
And when her rose colored breath
pulses into your mouth,
breathe,
breathe,
breathe.
Close you eyes and don’t forget to breathe.
© rl busséll 2018
Morning sunrise with clouds
Breathe
Press your lips, your broken lips, against the dawn.
And when her rose colored breath
pulses into your mouth,
breathe,
breathe,
breathe.
Close you eyes and don’t forget to breathe.
© rl busséll 2018
Morning sunrise with clouds
rl busséll — poet 
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