Breath

It’s the shadow of a breath
taken 20 years ago
I still carry with me today,
that you’d know if you saw once again.
It’s the look in an eye
that we once used to share
and wants to look, just once more.
It’s the echo you left
when we last spoke,
it’s carried on sea,
flown across air
and lands like a ghost at my feet
when darkness falls.
Its who I see and who I knew
before I traded it all
for a legacy of shadows,
a hope on the wave
and a breath I can’t lose
in every sunrise.