Breaths

And Melancholy passes by 
Breathing softly 
She remembers the fading 
The slowly discolouring 
And she sighs

Wind knows he must not waver
Not stop in his tracks
To place his shadow of a touch
On her cheek

And so I stand by the window
Watching 
Listening
Breathing 

I no longer dream of the 
Past long gone 
With every drawing in 
And letting out 
Tears already found their pathway
Through night air
No longer 
Lingering