Vivant.

by Poet on the Piano   Jan 7, 2016


I feel so alive
more alive
than anyone's
first time
breathing
living
loving
dying.

I must be
a star exploding...

Let me have
this last dance
before my lungs
hit the floor
and my heart
ascends
through my
mountains
and rivers.

And I ask you,
will I run on?
Will you still
hear my voice
crack at dawn?
Feel my pulse
babble at
the brook?

Will you still

be alive

for me?

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