Air Posted on 26 November 2014 by Thomas Kearney Reply The air was cold that I breathed in That swirled across her scented skin; And as the air swirled into storm She stole my breath to keep her warm. Continue reading → Sharing Is Caring Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...