my heart returns to me

like a long lost child,
my heart returns to me
bewildered and teary-eyed
her little hands trembling
her legs aching from running
after her kite

so I held her close, and
told her not to cry;
she fell into my embrace
and said to me, “Naw,
it is quite alright, for
that was a good run,
and I got to fly.”

then I kissed her forehead
as she curled into a ball
of soft sighs
as my lips touched
the starry galaxy shining
in her eyes

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