She was shaped like a kite

Knowing she was there, breathing in

every word he pulled together

like kite strings in a bouquet of flight

made him feel both larger than life

and also corralled by chicken wire.

There was no measuring up

or out or over, or need to justify anything,

but part of him craved her arms

or at least her approval,

even if just a nod from 1,000 miles away.