Breathe- a poem

Breathe

K.N. Lee

Breathe in

The scent of love

Sprinkled with brown sugar

Vanilla

And blessings from above

Fresh 

And crisp

Like a perfect pear

It tastes even better

When the love is shared 

Being bitten

By the love-bug 
Set free
From loneliness's tug

Sucked dry
And filled

By its entrancing power

The scent and sweet flavor

Is one we'll both devour