She stands like a dancer
Lips kissing the smooth window pane
Inhaling the warm scent
She stands still.
Crouched behind the hands she doesn't dare
To reach beyond the shadow of the house,
She steals the wind, wide eyed.
She watches the calm lights in the roads
As they accelerate, streaming into the city,
With a rush of silence
And the conspicuous absence of noise
She holds every muscle
And wishes to be