NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 1: Such a Constant Friend


It costs nothing.

You cannot see it
unless it’s cold outside,
or perhaps when you’re under water.

You can smell it in varying degrees,
sometimes sweet,
sometimes enough to ward off a vampire.
You know you’ve found a keeper
when he or she can stand yours in the morning.

When you took your first one,
you were very small.
When you take your last one,
it will be time for a new chapter.

It isn’t very loud,
unless it is, of course,
when passion makes your hearth thump against another’s
or your body is being met with challenge–
like running uphill,
or climbing a mountain,
or doing 100 jumping jacks.

When you are out of it,
it grows even louder.

When it is taken away,
you are most likely
standing in awe of something majestic.

Some traditions say
you are given so many at the moment of birth,
and when you’ve exhausted your supply,
game over.

Many don’t realize its importance,
but without it we could never live.

I’ll just go and slow mine down now,
feeling grateful
to have such a constant friend.

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