Catching My Breath

by Taylor Kimble





With my eyes closed tight, <br />I see a world weaved in webs <br />Of creativity. <br />My heart skips, my lungs tighten, <br />And my breath eludes me.<br /><br />Image by Efes Kitap from Pixabay



With my eyes closed tight,





I see a world weaved in webs





Of creativity.





Giving my mind the freedom to fly,





I fly high above the realm of reality.





Stunned by a view





Unbelievable to the earthly sphere—





From where my body still resides.





My heart skips, my lungs tighten,





And my breath eludes me.





It taunts me.





It waves to me as it sails





Upon the crests of a clouded sky.





Feeling minutes pass as seconds,





I move with delighted haste.





For Time is far too precious to waste





Hoping I may catch my breath,





I follow its glowing trail.





In circles and circles I chase the teasing tail.





Pausing, my breath ascends.





Glowing with a blissful show





It beams its warming gift.





For the sake of Imagination,





I embrace the exhalation!





Inhale, exhale—





The flowing pair reunited.





Innocent ecstasy surges through my soul,





Liberating every undesirable vexation—





Rousing every satisfying sensation!





My heart falls fast,





Leaving my breath on the edge of my lips once again.





And there you were,





Your face illuminating with utopia.





Your lips a whisper away from mine,





I feel my breath now dancing upon your lips.





And your lips… they touch mine,





Returning my absent breath with your taste—





A taste sweet with love.





Oh, Love… I surrender to you!





Your irresistible high





Feeds my heart’s beating frenzy,





Tantalizes my every craving,





And fills my soul with honeyed traces.





But once again, my breath becomes evasive—





Dropping fast below our tangled bodies,





And far beyond the bed of feathery clouds.





The traitor pulls me from your embrace,





For we are forever bound as one





In a tethering state.





The ground approaches





At a frightening speed,





But still my breath plunges forward.





Trusting my world created in Dream,





I hold my eyes open to see





The next adventure my breath





Pursues.





But cold air pierces my lungs,





And darkness envelops my world.





My eyes truly open,





Only to see





The dark void of a solitary reality.





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Taylor Kimble is an aspiring fiction novelist, specializing in the thriller genre. Her passion for language drives her craft, often creating a diverse and robust set of work. Currently, her pieces include works of fan fiction, children stories, short stories, and poetry.
You can reach her at https://www.taylorkimble.com and on Instagram or LinkedIn.





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Tomorrow we’re back to one of my stories, but be sure to come back Friday for another guest post!


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