Must breathe again

You appeared like a

Hotly held breath.

Solidified

Into what seemed

Tangible.

And without me noticing

You’ve dispersed:

Like tiny specks of garish glitter

In the tinsel lungs of the ornament maker.

Like lazily stifling dust

unfiltered

Through flimsy damp muslin

My one defence in the desert.

But

I must breathe again

knowing that you’ll still be here.