for Jurina
nobody writes about air
the way it rocks your body
into belong
flutes your first cry
into song
nobody writes
about air
the way it
breathes your skin
to drunk awake
bubble wrapping each mistake
the way it
tempts you to fall
nobody writes about air
which is not
a height or a place
but instead manifests
a loving pressure
coating your face
air is neither tool nor absence
niether compound nor war zone
air is simply an ally to energy
air is most accurately
a partner
for life
so if i were to write
a poem about air
about something as crucial
as it is soft
about what i need most
this would still
be a poem
about you.
