The moment
when the setting sun
gives color to the sky,
and you pause to name
the shade of blue.
The moment you decide
between a joke and a glance,
to bring someone home,
(if they’ll let you).
The moment
each morning
you get out of bed.
Dawn to dusk,
alone or entwined,
you breathe as expected,
but now
and then
you choose to
inhale.

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