Helium – A Poem

We were lovers in an era that ceased to exist

and faded to biege

we were pre-teen, sulky, easily amused,

not worth a worker’s wage

within restrains of our inner mind

Diameters of our outer psyche

We had floated up, weightlessly,

balloons in every colour palette

Your rosé lips pressed against my chin.

As I grew paler, the brighter you shone,

and my lungs expanded with anticipation

bursting through my diaphragm

It is the two of us sharing a breath of intimacy

relentlessly clinging onto each other

when we so lightly float in the clouds

until the last wisp of helium evaporates through our skin

It doesn’t matter how it started, this is how it end

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