Vapor of mystery
wrap me in robes of peace
enfold me in translucent wings
breathe just one breath
that speaks of knowing me...
that I might live.
A dream
falls
like
rain
upon the dry desert plain
Your breath upon me
Your touch
Oh, Mystery
Breath of Life
As opaque
as fingerprints upon glass
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