Winter oxygen

We walk the brisk winter field,
following the steps of those before us.
I doff my aired out mask,
and inhale the frosty draft.
The animate cold greets the roof of my mouth
and travels through my throat.
My lungs fill, as the air hits my inner self.
It feels nice.

Rosepathfading

VT

15 years old

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