Human breath,
and cry, and laugh
Bouquet of feelings,
arranged in half.

Tiny clumps
of words are these
Thank you for caring
without my 'please'.

Unquenched thirst
for all that's true
Do I or don't I
understand you?

Magnets pull
from either side
Vertical help
will be my guide.

Do forgive
please do move on
Some understanding
won't soon be gone.

Feed this fire
then try to tame
a good or awful
burst of flame.

Human hands
such stories tell
Before I flew
I surely fell.