I don’t want to be a kite anymore…

I am an uninvited voyeur,
as I twist and turn in the wind,
waiting to see the finale,
and then the kite string slips through your fingers,
and I am airborne, too…
I don’t want to be a kite anymore.
Capture me, please, and hold me tighter. Image

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