Your breath hung,
suspended in air,
like mist on a foggy mourn.
Waiting, wanting, needing,
to hear more.
I fervently tried to be patient,
pausing, in between breaths,
but the suspense was killing me.
What happened next?
Your breath hung,
suspended in air,
like mist on a foggy mourn.
Waiting, wanting, needing,
to hear more.
I fervently tried to be patient,
pausing, in between breaths,
but the suspense was killing me.
What happened next?
