paper plane

I threw it out the window

under the cloudless blue sky

chasing my eyes

targeting your tail,

I liked the way you trailed,

quietly, flying alone.

I can see the breeze from it

keeping it up,

as i feel the same breeze

cooling it off.

I'm leaning far against my balcony,

steady and sound

like I would be on the plane.

I take a blink

and what do I see,

my little paper plane

caught up in a tree.

I wait and wait

trying to blow through the distance

I cannot reach,

but whats the catch,

there is no hope.

The next morning i wake up

and see the paper plane gone,

i twirl my head around,

my eyes seized in fright,

I gasp and groan

hoping it didn't go too far.

swishhh-- I hear

just as about I head back in,

and there it was,

snoozing back on my balcony

safe and sound.