Breathe

Sitting at stop Eon 2am cold plasticWatching bus after bus we could have caughtdrive byDon't look at each otherCount the Sincan Etlik Escort Çankaya Escort Escort breathsbetween words*Your nose breathing hard on my faceas we kiss for the last timeMy palm in the S of your backas your chest rises against mine*We're not doing anythingbreatheWe can't do anythingjust breatheon my neckWe're not touchingbreathe gently on my neck*Cool air passes into the nostrilsFills the stomachAll that is needed right nowis the breath****