You are my first breath
every morning
and while dreams linger
inside
— a gallery of half-remembered
artwork
that left an impression
on my heart —

I know whatever comes with
my second breath
I can survive if you stay
with me
until my final breath.

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© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott

Prompts:

• It’s Quadrille #136: Let’s Linger at dVerse the Poets Pub! A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words. Count mine up – I dare you.
• Word of the Day Challenge: Gallery