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Oh Morning Breathe
Oh morning breath
how I adore you
crave you
open my mouth to release you
into the sunlit room
your scent tickles my nose
Oh morning breath
how I long for you
before I lay my head
I think of you
waiting in the back of my throat
Oh morning breath
I watch the clock
in my sleep
as you lay dormant
awaiting your time
to seep into the room
Alas morning breath
your scent singes my nose
hair stands on end
nostrils sew eachother up
eyes water dramatically
I crave a breath of fresh air
Alas morning breath
you too must disappear
like my dreams
escape through a window
a toothbrush awaits
for your untimely demise
Oh morning breath!
you dry out my tongue
but the joy of knowing
of understanding
gives me statisfaction
Oh morning breath
you are a remnant
of a good night’s sleep
open my mouth
smell the adventure
of my wild mind
Oh morning breath
I await until we meet
yet again
after the dreams
surrounded by pillows
and carassed by morning sun

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My Creative Writing teacher assigned for us to write an ode. He told us that an ode is written about small things we take for granted in our day to day lives and putting it on a pedastol, idolizing it. I thought to myself what are the small things I take for granted and wrote them all down. Some were generic and plain while some deep but then I thought of Morning breathe. Something not everybody really enjoys to think about and it clicked in my brain. I began writing instantly and out came from my mind this poem. I hope everybody enjoys. Thank you.