Breathe out sweet scent of redwoods in summer
Breathe in my best friend gone four years
Breathe out bike rides by the water
Breathe in I never learned how to draw his face
Breathe out loving kisses
Breathe in dark night of the imagination
Breathe out flight of the raven on warm air
Breathe in waiting for the doctor to call his name
Breathe out curtain rises
©2020 Chris Orr
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