Breath

Breath.
Breath of another of your mother we all share one common thing the breath in our body.
I cant say I comprehend how my lugs do what they do much less try and comprehend what another's do to.
Truth is I've always wondered see the breath in my body does a lot for one of course the main thing it does is it keeps me alive.
Even well I'm asleep you can still see our chests rise.
It can calm you when your angered deep breaths they say.
That shit actually works.
It can connect us see when I lay next to my partner and lay my head on his chest I can feel his breath and I feel as though we connect. Its funny u naturally try and match his breathing every time until I almost get it perfect then struggle to breathe because I'm thinking too hard. See breath gives us moments to think and feel to connect it gives us a chance to catch up to understand. I cant say I comprehend the breath of myself or another a force so strong it connects us all.
I can say this with each breath is a kiss maybe even a dish a hit or a miss a freshly cleaned dish. We always wonder how long we have I say I'm grateful for each breath. I don't need to appreciate my breath or another's because I praise it I'm fascinated by it I cherish it. I didn't think I'd have breath in my body past the age of 18 now I'm 25 so life along with breath is why I'm still able to write these words and thus that should show how much I appreciate my breath and the breath of another.