NPM Day 7: Oxygen

NPM Day 7: Oxygen

I need you.

I need you more than I care to admit.

I need you more than you want to believe.

I need you in a way I’ve never needed the air I breathe or the food I eat.

I need you in a way that scares me.

I’m desperate for you.

I’m drowning and only you can save me.

3 thoughts on “NPM Day 7: Oxygen

  1. Reminds me of a poem I have in my book “Stray Thoughts/Winged Words” .
    ‘I asked for your lips
    You gave me your self
    The Kohl in your eyes
    Burnt the night bright
    And the rhythm of my heart
    Drowned itself
    In the music of your breath’
    ZSA_MD .

    J, your poems remind me of myself and my work so much. I love the way you write.

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