if ever one of your dreams falls

i will catch it, and treasure it

softly between my lips

until you reclaim it.

i saw you at the window

wearing a yellow dress 

and a white smile.

you stopped.

you breathed,

before untangling your hair

from where it was caught on the sun.

you fiddled with a few blue petals 

nervously between your fingers.

delicately nervous,

like the wind;

so unassuming and beautiful

that it took my breath away—

before taking my heart.