Windstruck

how can I breathe?
for you’re my air

you have no ears, eyes, nor mind
but how do you know that
I need you?

you’re always there
but I can’t even hold your hand
you can’t speak
yet I can hear you whisper

you’re the wind
ephemeral, elusive
whom i was with
that one cool afternoon
as we’re alone together
in that lonely bench

you once passed by me
how can you ever chill my heart
with sadness?

yet if that’s the only way
for you and me
to be the two of us
as you pass by,
take with you my being
and leave me breathless.