I thought it would be different
I tried
I begged and I worked
Foolish-I missed you
Here again
I smile and I wait
As if it’s me
But it’s not-It’s just the same
Free as the wind
Violent destructive cyclone
Tender summer breeze
Listless in the stale air
Tie down
Run away
Soar
Fall
Return
Whipped breathless
Promising tension
And gone
Unpredictable and fleeting
I suppose I’ll fly this kite somewhere else