she breezed past
like a breath of fresh air
admist tumultous excitement and confusion
he lost that little box
momentarily mute
not the first
but the second, 

also the third

about that night
the dark clouds gathered silently
akin twisters spiring around towering flats
where gargoyles perched and mocked

the new shoots of spring
- they long for refreshment

then the breeze arrived
this time though
she was not alone.