Lockdown Lyricism: "Air"
From a series of poems I penned during the early months of the pandemic.
Elusive lover
Figment of a memory
That's yet to be,
If ever even that
Your voice is a song
I cannot hear
Which speaks sweet nothings
That vanish before my ears
I can't see your face
Yet I know it would
Bring me to my knees
Should the day come
When you wander into focus
And your eyes are everything
I dreamt of, yet could never
Imagine with my waking eyes
Were I able to muster all
The courage in my bones
I'd dare to know you so well
That pulling your hair back
To rest behind your ear
Would be as nonchalant
Yet monumental
As taking every new breath
I want to fill my lungs with you
Until I don't care if I drown,
Because in my dreams
You would be
All the air I'd ever need.
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