Saya (shadow)

A shadow

Slithering by

Whispers against mine;

A movement,

Sound uncaught.

A scent

Fragmented, dispersed

Before it merges

with my breath

My quickening heart

Calms itself

Chaos reconquers hopeful soul

Eyes disappointed away turn

I had hoped the changing breeze

Would come bearing news of you

and with it,

peace.