On the sweet wind
Of a lovely spring day
The kite dances on the wind
Up it flies
Like my spirit
In the wind
The kite silhouettes
Against the sun
The light glistening
Off the thin plastic
Of his flimsy wings
But together
The kites
Dance and dance
In the spring day sun
Shining down
So comforting
With my fiends
You can't tell
Which is cozier
The sun...
Or their love
Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 7:34 AM UTC
On the sweet wind
Of a lovely spring day
The kite dances on the wind
Up it flies
Like my spirit
In the wind
The kite silhouettes
Against the sun
The light glistening
Off the thin plastic
Of his flimsy wings
But together
The kites
Dance and dance
In the spring day sun
Shining down
So comforting
With my fiends
You can't tell
Which is cozier
The sun...
Or their love
Quick little poem :P
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