Songbird
Hood cloaked face,
forced feet taken me.
I arrive at a four way,
intersection intersecting me,
and I cease.
Breath eluding, shoes sinking,
soul ascending, eyes acclivitously cast....
how pitiful.
Whispering wind carries me away,
as a mother to a newborn,
Into my arbor of solace.
Worthless shade,
in my somber skies.
Love lullabies from a singing songbird.
Giving into my grief, I listen.
Your voice echoes, and I listen.
Screaming scent of you echo,
I must listen evermore....
My tongue trapped uttering
"But I love you...."
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