My kite
I found you on the ground

deserted
trashed
trampled
spitted upon
almost without any value to others

I saw you
that you existed
Felt that you were worth something special to me

I took you in
repaired and pached you
gently and carefully
tied to you a ribbon in which I attached my heart

Take you to my beach
run against the wind
let you gain height again
loosen the line
You fly higher and higher

the winds caress you
trying to lure you away again
up to pink clouds of new dreams

the only thing connecting us is a thin band
will you land at me again
would you rather go where the wind tempts you with its promises?

meanwhile I see your dance
in choices and temptations

All that connects us
a thin line
will it carry you back or away?