Cloying
I
would live a thousand years
To
die at your feet
I
would crawl thousands of miles
Just
to catch your last breath
All
those miles
And
minutes
Spent
gladly in pursuit
Of
you
What
would you give to me
Would
it be undying
Would
you give up a minute
For
me to waste
Would
your breath be sweet
Cloying
Would
you breathe it harshly
Begrudging
that little bit
Of
air between us
Chris
McQueeney 10/29/14
Guess I feel better today than I felt yesterday, and that is a good thing. I haven't done anything of note for the last few days on the account of being sick. I had some stomach thing going on because no coughing or snot just couldn't keep anything down. Had a huge dinner of spaghetti last night and it all stayed with me so I am thinking that the worst is over. Tomorrow is Halloween and I get to spend it with my kids...I didn't get to do that last year and I am excited to get the time with them. It is amazing how much they have grown, and how much I love them.
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