Kite and boy reunited

The kites wing furls and curls,

A twitch of the frame as a gust flips its edge,

Light passes through its grey clear skin,

Bobbing on the eddies,

It dips and darts on a taught string.

Tugging it to me,

Holding on,

Wanting to fly with her as she soars.

The boy flies and climbs,

A lick of his lips and the taste of life takes hold,

Dancing on one foot,

He makes a dash and grab for freedom.

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