All things considered (Little sappy something for the nerds): by Kamah
I look for the one with the oxygen saturated liquid
To pass the fluid generously into the wanting
I need the gas exchange
But only one holds the sweet nectar I require
And when he’s not around I begin to suffocate
He is what makes my heart pump and pound…
He is what makes the air force into my lungs…
He is what my body thrives on
All things considered, without his presence…
I can not function.
admin @ August 12, 2008