An American Menthol Spirit

A breath is all you need,
sometimes.
A moment turns over
and becomes beautiful

An echo is what is left.
An echo of you voice
leaving me breathless
I will breathe again,
I think.

I didn’t find you in a dream
but I find you there
now and again.

Does a moment
make or break me?

I wish I knew.
I wish I knew.
I wish you could hear.
I wish you were here,
when I was thinking tonight.

Words float through smoke
and voices carry,
but i wish i could carry this
heavy stone,

most call a heart.

You will continue everyday,
I just wish it was with me
I hope this changes.

Our morning routine could sync up
a whole lot easier than you think,
I will wake up early,
with a reason.

I want your love
to flourish, to unfold
all around me.
Burn down the chapel,
known formally as my past,
with that spark,
your spark,
and we will walk away,

happy.