Put me to shame
Who's to blame?
Had me fooled with your silly little games
Infatuated---a high,  a burning spark against the dark night sky.

Bright and ever so fleeting
Crashing and cold
icy comets falling from the stars
Now I stand
stranded
for you took me to sea
ripped the sails then decided to leave me be.

Like a little boy's paper airplane with bent wings
or a woman who has lost her voice and can no longer sing
Kite's on windless days
masterpieces painted on napkins, with the first intention of being thrown away.