When You Don’t Come down You Hold My Breath for Hours
Sometimes
when you are the kite
and I toss you over the clouds
And sometimes
when you don’t come down
you hold my breath for hours
Sometimes
when you are the wind
and I'm flung to a far frontier
you haul me home
in the nick of time
and I’m back in your atmosphere
Sometimes
when I reel you in
and I get to the end of the string
you look so strange
with stars in your eyes
and gems where your mouth should be
Sometimes
Sometimes
we fly together
beyond the milky way
and we float
in the fabulous firmament
where God and the angels play
poem by Sean Joyce
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