Loss of Innocence

The innocent kite,
danced across the sky,
unlimited, uninhibited,
by the walls that confine me.

Like a young danseuse,
innocent in body, in soul,
her moves were confident,
unfettered by envious eyes.

But, a strong gust of wind,
caught her unaware,
she rose too far, too fast.
severing the bond we shared.

Lifeless she slowly fell,
as I scrambled out to save her.
only to find her on wet grass,
used and polluted...