Love Like a Kite
R. Kromm

My love for you is like a kite
Flies the highest when you run away
When you try to come to me
It flutters lifelessly down to the ground.

Your love for me is like a clock
Reliable and settled for a while
But slowing and uncertain
As the brittle spring that drives it comes unwound.

My love for you is like a sketch
Strong in every line seen from afar
Closer up you see the missing pieces
And the emptiness inside.

Your love for me is like a dream
You only half remember when you wake
And though you try to hold it
It slips away like shadows in daylight.

Hope's been a frail and lonely visitor, for me
Heartache has been your evening star.
But don't doubt me when I say I want you here
I won't doubt you want to stay where you are.

My love for you is like a stone
Sunken down into a riverbed
Though the waves and ripples blur its edges
In the end it stays the same.

Your love for me is a treasure box
Buried once a long, long time ago
And while tales of it grow ever more fantastic
What's in it doesn't change.