Each Breath I Take
In my dreams last night
I heard her voice…
I had been shedding my skin
To grow new defenses, but
She found me vulnerable,
Visceral, open, undefended.
Now I will never grow a skin
Thick enough to keep her out…
She seeped into me,
Took over my breathing,
Heated my blood.
She is in me now.
Each breath I take
She tells me that.
© Anne 2008
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