Breathing

Like the sound of petals rustling
Or a bird flying through bamboo
We might vanish through the clouds
and never be seen again

Such things I see through your eyes
that lock in mine
Inside me
No words needed
In this silence,
This silence of our bittersweet passion

Hearts beating together
Feeling your breath against my fingers
In my ears
Against my neck
Breathing in that breath
And breathing it back to you

It echoes in my heart
Every day
Every minute
Your breath
So still as that bird in the frozen bamboo