numbers, tarot, and questions after the poem… new format
We inhale air of each other
It’s everywhere fills us up
Your breath knows me as I you
Our passing exhale gives life
To your inhale un-knowning
The event of living knows
Paying attention connects
Life force is a global share
Your air is mine for seconds
To live we give it back again
Again and again breathing
I am recycled with you
Change floats on shifting breezes
There is no holding your breath
That comes soon enough with death
10 dec 2011 > 6/15 > Lovers/Devil
What does it mean for you to be ‘better for having loved’?
What holds you to relationships that are needed and unhealthy?
How will you love yourself today?
Such a teaser that Sun. Step out in it today and feel your nose hair go brittle on an inhale. Me… I’m sneezey and snotty and not very attractive today.
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 