One Breath
One breath
sank into the dungeon's plumbing
exhaling a sunstroke
a talent relinquished
for nobody's sake
slowly groping
from memory
hiding a gemstone
not the Hope diamond
or a dollar store treasure
vanilla scented candle
perched over a
smiling gargoyle
waiting to dance with
the princess who walks by.
Copyright 2010, Julie Kovacs
