If You Could Touch Air

Two poems today! :)

If You Could Touch Air

all you had to do

was gasp

for Air

and the magic within

it who gives Life

intangible things seem

to disappear so quickly

and sometimes you forget

they’re there

if you could touch

Air, what would

you say? if he could

hear you,

would you ask him

why he exists?

and Life? her, too.

she seems to be an

aloof character at times

and a lack of

oxygen befuddles

your mind

it’s clear, though

how much you love

them,

and rely on them,

one and the same

isn’t each breath you

take or

don’t take

a decision?

but for every person

who calls Life a gift

and Air a necessity,

there will be another to

differ and dissent

“isn’t it strange to

think,” they’ll tell you, “that

in the end gifts and

necessities are removed from

your being

in one fell swoop?”

and so it is

that the things others will

beg you

to see are invisible and

only noticed when

taken away