Alma//11542

I'm up on a kite, highest high

Searching for a quandary

A blanket of lights, devoid of fright

I remember it fondly

Fourteen is the rite

Five share the night

The orange light behind

And Alma, you shine so bright

A subtle but sudden delight

The feelings in waves

Conquered all shame

It's an honest place

Alma, a love with no face