The Kite

Don’t know how to keep you here:
strings and fingers disappear
in the sun where we’re one
as you fly up to the sky.

You taught me how to play,
how to laugh and how to say
that my fear disappeared
like a kite adrift at midnight.

And I did what you said to do,
tied a knot and away we flew.
And we never came down
to the shrieks from the ground.

Don’t know how to set you free
to fly away in a summer’s breeze…
Tied tight like some kites
to the ones we’ve become.

And I did what you said to do,
tied...