starlingA Poem by sea lily
i'm your starling;
cupped in the palms of your open hands. i say; "i think i'll be a bird this summer" and your arms come around me from behind. my chatter spirals down, the melrose tree avenues, or else in the garden, housing soul's rest. leave me to feel the pressing of lips to a warm, sun-blushed cheek. and it was this year, the snow melted in our hair. fading rivulets, a birdsong. © 2009 sea lily |
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Added on June 10, 2009 Last Updated on June 10, 2009 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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