When I….

When I want to write a poem
words evade me.
When I want to swim
the tide retreats.
When I want to paint
the colours run.
To cook, then flavours oppose.
To dream, then sleep departs.
To earn, then bank’s crash.

But when I want to breathe,
then you are here.

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