The door had just opened,
after way too long
In came a gentle breeze,
for a moment too long
It’s just another breeze he thought
The longer he stood there,
in her gentle grace
The farther he went,
from the rest of the human race
Just then he uttered, “She is different”
The breeze whispered
“I am one, you have never seen”
She was soothing, gentle
and all what he looked for
Finally she was here to stay,
he dared not to say that loud
For the very thought of staying,
might make her want to blow away
So he waited to be certain
It felt great, the small talks
To hear her whisper,
was like music to his ears
He waited too long to hear this,
gentle melody of a breeze
He was certain she is here to stay
That one thought,
had undone it all
For then came a gust from the west
That took her with him and flew east
Then he thought,
A breeze never could stay
or did she really want to ?
He would never know
For now,
she was looking
always the other way…
