BREATH:

If all breathing is life, then life is what I need,

Give me sweet breathings & that is all I plead,

Whisper me wind-chimes on wings of chimeras,

Blow me soft perfumes of old Spanish Sierras.

Let me feel your breath on the cheeks of the trees,

Tell me salt-soaked-secrets on the breathing of seas,

Blow me breathy breezes of orgasmic love´s sighings,

And touch me with winds of old Autumn´s sweet dyings.