I see you and I can barely keep my feet upon the ground.
I want so much to fly, to turn and twist,
To soar and dip in the sunlit sky like a pink kite,
Fluttering, darting, my ribbon streamers trailing a dancing path
Until, at last, I descend, running a few light steps upon the ground,
Once again anonymous, unseen by you,
Oblivious to my joy.