The Kite
They walked,their fingers interlaced exploring each others like an ice skaters routine.Her hand warm and soft felt tiny in his.A breeze just slight enough to bow the highest branches a welcoming hello.They strolled to the top of the hill
She watched in silent awe,the exhileration showing as the sun reflects off it`s shiny surface.He unfurles the tail first for she loved to make it dance while he assembled the rest.He took his time,he always took his time so he could watch her.With childlike curiosity she would make it dance,swirls,figure eights,loop de loops spinning wildly enough to make you dizzy.Just watching,the only sound was the beat of his heart wrapped in her joyous song.Lovely he thought.
He attach ed the tail to the kite,gave her the string and moved backwards never taking his eyes off her.He could barely contain what he felt for her,since their first hello she became his world.Ready he said,ready she replied and with that he threw the kite skyward and she took off running.
First left then right before heading noseward to the waiting pristine sky with it`s pillow clouds among an endless sea of blue.He chased after her taking in every movement,every breath,evry girlish shriek,he was moved.
Together they stood,his arms wrapped around her,her hand resting on his,her head tilted back not to see the kite rather to feel his warmth.Her neck exposed he drank in her scent , kissed her and pulled her closer.The kite seemingly danced with envy as the world seemed to spin out of control.
They tied the string to the bench and lie upon the grass.Forever,forever he could look at her and never tire.Her eyes darted over his face,her hand tracing the outline,do you love me? He adores her,cherishes her,love isn`t a strong enough word,words could not express what he felt for her.To know that one would have to be his heart as she was.I love you.
Off in the distance the kite gently fell to the ground taking with it a rogue balloon most certainly launched by cupid for it seemed to mimick them.They lay there in silence listening to each others heart beat in unison,each breath a memory.
Rob Thomson 3/31/07
