You teasingly brush my cheek,
igniting hope in my heart.

I stretch out my palms
and raise my arms,
in attempts to keep you within my grasps.
But these hands are too small,
and these limbs too incompetent
to hold you in my embrace.

Nonetheless, like a fool,
I continue running,
breatheless at each step,

hoping

to one day

fly beside you

in the endless skys above.