a Bird

Darling, darling ….

Give me a ride,

To the black deep woods,

Please, turn my tide,

Escort me down this isle,

Hear me out till mocking bird,

Uncaged … mute and a tiny pot,

Let the glitter of the silver fish
In the crystal clear water to
Outshine the noise of fallen ropes,

I do know which one I prefer

noble sunny innuendos,

starry nothingness,

or a light of the moon in solar eclipse...

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