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You move so fast,

you leave your breath behind.

 

You left your breath behind.  

 

I caught it.

 

I walked,

tripped,

flew

a thousand inches

closer to you

 

but I missed,

by a few

slow seconds.

 

 

*

 

 

In a few slow seconds

 

I missed,

 

I flew,

tripped,

walked

a thousand inches

closer to you

 

(Since you move so fast,

you leave your breath behind.)

 

I caught it even—

the breath you left behind.