Waltz on Air

           

            Do you trust me, Hitomi?

Wreathe your slender arms

            Upon my neck, and I will

            Lift us to that arch of blue

I will keep you safe…

            Now lean on me and surrender

Your weight, my spirits soar

As we circle the sky, slowly

            I promise…

            Only my wing-feathers will know

            What it feels like to touch your face

            What it feels like to kiss you freely