Baby’s Breath
You crept right in
The slender crack in the door
I slept under down
Head exposed and nothing more
A child can’t be woken
No one sleeps more peacefully
Sleeps more peacefully
Teddy clutched
You sat and observed
Nightstand and moonlit breeze
I exhaled slowly
Smelled sweet like tulip trees
Affection for you more than a token
I stroke you ever so gently
Ever so gently
Softest touch
You made your way onto the bed
Steps so soft without a sound
I dreamt of love and life with you
My feet never touched the ground
Feelings between us go unspoken
This thing never takes roots
Never takes roots
Grows and such
You stole my breath
I’m an infant you kitty cat
I stole your heart
Without consent, no going back
A breath can’t be broken
Truth is, death doesn’t hurt
Death doesn’t hurt
Near as much
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This is based on the old wives tale about cats stealing a baby’s breath as they slept.
The last 2 verses came to me first and then I wrote the rest.
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