Disclaimer: If I owned Inuyasha, don't you think I'd have more than $1 to my name?
AN: My response to the most recent chapter in the manga. 374. I haven't been keeping up much lately, but now... well. Yeah. Much shorter than my other poems. Very unimportant.
wind whisper
just a feather
floating through the air
forlorn
rustle through the trees
bearing the scent of spring
or love
or snow
crisp and clean
billow on a summer day
past the clouds
i am the hands that steady your kite
i fly with it
to the heavens