Blue

All those times I held my breath listening for the clues

When I would be on duty , When I would be his muse

Was I a deep sea diver with my lungs so full of air

Or a mermaid submersed in water engulfed in all her hair

For all the times I held my breath I must have stockpiled in the bank

If holding breaths is my forte I have only you to thank

I might have been an opera singer or played a mean trombone

Or held my breath for blowing glass transparent on my own

A feather floating past my mouth whose direction does not waiver

Way down deep what lies beneath are trembling thoughts that quaver

All those breaths I starved of air while sleeping and awake

All the times that I played dead but never did I break

I dub myself the Queen of breaths with words still on my tongue

My very own excalibur with breastplates on my lungs

My breath was saved to shine the light on people just like you

And I will use the last of them mark these words are true