How to use kites to try to write poetry?

You hold me gently

Sneak along the beach

The wind caresses your face and cheeks.

The waves kiss your feet.

You watched me for the last second.

But in the next second, it pushes me into the blue sky.

"That's your home."

There's nothing to say.

No excessive exercise

Soft but strong

Yeah, go home.

One last look at embracing the blue sky, what I saw was

Gently frown.

smiling face

Don't worry.

I am yours.

I won't lose it