| seeker ( @ 2006-08-21 19:32:00 |

FLOATING AND FIGHTING LIKE A KITE ON A STRING

TILL YOU CUT THROUGH MY TETHER
AND CHANGED EVERYTHING.






FROM THE SKY YOU LOOKED SMALL;

BUT I LOVED YOU THE SAME.






SO I DARTED BACK QUICKLY
TO SPELL OUT YOUR NAME.


AND WHEN THEY SAY
THAT I'M JUST A TERRIBLE KITE

YOU TELL THEM YOU'RE PROUD
OF MY MARVELOUS FLIGHT.

I LOVE MY DAYS WITH HER.