my face shaped hearty
I only see you partly
as you join my nocturnal party
I heard you miles away
your sounds as clear as day

birds of a feather
I cannot figure whether
humans are trusty
when they ruin my forestry

swoop towards your arm
in dead silent charm
my evolutionary armory
are truly my 'viving beauty

I claw down my goal
in aerodynamic prowl
feasting on successive bowl
my ornithologic growl
is my greet to you any howl.