The sun outside the window
The wind ruffling the hairs on your arm;
A dead leaf flutters forth and beyond
Unconcerned of horn-blaring traffic
Or feet tap-dancing back and forth the macadam.
Heartbreaks and dreams
All there in an instant,
Gone way too soon.
But here in this room
Our breath on each other’s face,
It leaves behind a crease of a smile on your lips
A glimpse of your love to stay always.
PhilOyok 