again

delicate flower please make your appearance----don't let me hold my swallowed breath any longer

hold me until my blood runs warmer than it's usual composition-----i won't break

ask me and i will share----question me and i will run-----is it too much to want-----how do i know

so love and life and emotions get all turned around---i know that somewhere there is constancy and completeness---i won't give up----i have no choice but to continue

of all the times in ones life----the sweet and the bitter----that stirring remains----

sometimes it chokes and smothers---others, it calms and protects

so open little blossom of hope in my waiting spirit and let me inhale again