Breeze

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…