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I am

a token

of your appreciation

for outspoken love.



A dormant air,

awaiting

your breath of breeze

to stream me

into motion.



A shadow

concealed in the dark,

‘til you shed

the Light you impart

so effortlessly

around my shape.



          My form-giving

          Answer,

          curing cancers

          at my bed.



And how you never tire

of me

as I lay

to be fed...



A C.P.R. patient

waiting desperately

for your lips on mine,

as you whisper into me

those words of life.