breath - Blackout Poetry Notes

I Want to Be

I want to be loved
sloppy
and winded,
with tiny gasps
of breath.

This must be it
I feel alive now that love
had the breath
knocked out of me.

Every breath we draw,
every instant of life
must be called into existence
from love.

Her spirit and heart came round
out of doors: She would be happy
entirely alone,
and every breath so
full of life.