Posted by: scintillatingspeck | June 23, 2013

birdsong.

birdsong floats on thick air
through the window
and lands on me, on my morning bed
the notes falling like crushed strawberries
all over the sheets
all the length of my body
into my mouth that thirsts
for this musical juice
every morning
awakened by the melodies
of unashamed lust for life
every bird
my lover’s voice

 

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