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[mi_tormenta]

friends only



your air surges through me.
through telephone wires.
through mountains &
strong structures a far.
beating.
pulsing.
bringing fuel to my thoughts.
as you mimic the patterns of my lungs
i revel in
the concepts left un-spoken.
and the thoughts shared in turn
for the space that words left vacant
for moments when we communicated more
in silence then we cold have with the
flaps on our faces.
we gained more in
pausing then in rushing.
slow down.
slow down.
shhhh.