Strange Couple

‘Anxious I am

To know

To whom do I belong?’

Asked the exhaled breath

Damp, warm and smelly,

‘I am always thrown out.’

‘Not to me.’

Said the inhaled breath

Cool, fresh and fragrant,

As the two crossed path

A little distance away from the nose.

‘I do not notice any difference

Between you two and therefore,

You must belong to me,’

Said the meddling nose.

Upon hearing these words

The two breaths collided

As only pockets of air can

The difference was quite obvious

They did not lean towards each other

Because only one of the two

Could feed and fan the fire,

The inhaled breath,

Soon to be exhaled.