Act of Breathing By nastyjman Breathe in, fresh loaves by the sleeping sun. Salient sea whispering nearby; sparkling sands beneath our souls. Exhale, what we had left behind; what you had tried to forget; what I had fought to escape. Inhale, burning words searing through my ear; warming thoughts dancing in your darkness a touch warming the skin of our heart. Breathe out, family, friends and relatives; work, office, paper and plastic; homes, houses, lawns and home loans Alive, the heavens are while darkness crept, lulling the afternoon into sleep.