breathing
The Pie Maker had grown accustomed to the feeling his heart made when it looked out his eyes and saw her sleeping in the next bed. If I could write down the amount of happiness I feel in my body I would.
the way our breathing coincides to become one reduces the number of words exiting our mouths. when the words end and the breathing begins, it forms a series of songs only the heart can relate to. And when both hearts become one, it is a surgery no doctor could perform. we are miracles, you and i. these simplistic words take on new meaning, as they spill from our mouths. exploration begins where dialogue ends.
the way our breathing coincides to become one reduces the number of words exiting our mouths. when the words end and the breathing begins, it forms a series of songs only the heart can relate to. And when both hearts become one, it is a surgery no doctor could perform. we are miracles, you and i. these simplistic words take on new meaning, as they spill from our mouths. exploration begins where dialogue ends.