[POEM] Kites

It was like two kites in the sky . . .

which, had to meet, as time came by,
who then roamed in the air together
through the strings held by god

the whole day, the whole night,
hand in hand, a sweet flight,
But just when it seemed a bit right,

the strings became weak,
the world became bleak,

Someone other they started to seek,
and again they became independant
and got lost in the infinite fly,

It was like two kites in the sky . . .