Between Breaths...

Before every moment is a moment.
The forest is thick, but I can see the stars eyes watching over me, between the leaves. 
Then I'm in a quiet room filled with flowers, when I close my eyes you're holding my hand. 
Now back in my forest, surrounded by a library of trees.
The stories and thoughts between the pages keep me warm.

Feels like being born...

I've been alive for 10 seconds, 12 minutes until tomorrow. 
We breathe, the world is in our lungs. 
I touch the clouds with my fingertips. 
The way I see you doesn't change, even through misty glass, my mind knows your face.