Early Morning

BREATH

Breath in my ear

just a dream

just an image,

You say something

just an echo

just a thought,

Eyes open, grey and beautiful

it’s a vision

It’s nothing.

Breathe in your perfume

that’s the rose in the kitchen

that’s the scent of candles,

Head on my chest

pillow only

pillow shifting,

Kiss on the cheek

wind from the window

wind that graces,

Words of emotion

fade

fade,

Whispers said aloud

this is heartbreak

this is goodbye...