The way you walk makes the dragonflies
stare.
The words you exhale come out lighter
than air.
The gears of your mind whirr by too
fast to see
Why you'd flirt with a ground-bound
man-mound like me.
I tried to follow you, but the winds
just weren't right,
and you sailed a thousand miles with
one step into the night.
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