Sometimes <br />when you are the kite <br />I toss you over the clouds <br />And sometimes <br />when you don’t come down <br />you hold my breath for hours <br /> <br />Sometimes <br />when you are the wind <br />and I'm flung to a far frontier <br />you haul me home <br />in the nick of time <br />and I’m back in your atmosphere <br /> <br />Sometimes <br />when I reel you in <br />and I get to the end of the string <br />you look so strange <br />with stars in your eyes <br />and gems where your mouth should be <br /> <br />Sometimes <br />we fly together <br />beyond the milky way <br />and we float <br />in the fabulous firmament <br />where God and the angels play<br /><br />Sean Joyce<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-kite/
