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Kite

Up in the heavens
Over this mortal plane...
Watch me glide with hovered wings.

I can feel the winds rush
Around this surreal fin
Of satin paper, wooden frame;
Lifting up my hollow skin.

Be my navigator.
The tides of the air restrict me.
Take my hand through the skies...
I can only fly by your gentle love strings.

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I guess you've read it before I may have posted this on the old neo site. Just a little piece for the Valentines atmosphere. :)

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Regards,
Dennis

"Death smiles on us all. All a man can do is smile back." ~ Maximus Decimus Meridius

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Thanks for the advice I'll give it a thought. Changes in syllable counts tend to alter the whole piece's emotion and delivery. Thanks again :)

____________________________________________________________________
Regards,
Dennis

"Death smiles on us all. All a man can do is smile back." ~ Maximus Decimus Meridius

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