See-SawA Poem by WordsFromAPenThe other woman.
This flight I take is graced with compliments
That gather through seeping winds From your chest of song Captured in the space between my wings This breast that sores in your view Stroked by the hand that stroked many When nurture defines spite You're never far from the nest Despite the hours before Whence you held my wings Tugging me gently down Where I remain there to peck Through each layer of dirt That costumes your appearance And ruffles your feathers When too unsettled And where upon you set me free Fortune of endless beauty Provided by your spouse With your off spring about And there I'll touch down I shall raise my beak To be left stranded Until the nest falls free © 2017 WordsFromAPen |
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Added on December 1, 2017 Last Updated on December 1, 2017 Tags: The other woman, love, in love, flight, bird, up and down AuthorWordsFromAPenNorthamptonshire, United KingdomAboutI have a BA with Hons degree in Drama (2018) I work in a café that I helped to set up and name. more..Writing
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