Borrowed Breath

Meadows

with 

horse prints

that mold

the moment

of life. 

Flowers 

mixed in

French press

dreams.

Salty air 

lifting driftwood

gifts to

a Leo reflection. 

Flashes of

life

in vintage

snapshots

that holds

us. 

Wonderment

of threads

hold

your gaze 

as I frame

it with 

all my memories. 

Moments 

trample 

possessions 

as the 60s clock

ticks out loud

that instill in

me that 

they are

a

borrowed

breath.