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
