The bird
He flew high above,
My eyes only gleamed with desire,
With lust, but more so
with love
Of everything that bird was and would ever be.
His feet danced
Hopping only close enough to taunt me
Pecks touched my hands
All the way through to my heart
That bird taught me who I was going to be
That bird was part of me
But slowly as that bird flew west
Farther
Farther
Away....
I walked east on my own.
We flew opposites.
He was my bird,
He taught me to fly,
And so I flew,
And forgot of the bird,
But held inside me
Everything that was given to me by him,
everything was me.
That bird gave me life,
love,
happiness,
and we flew.
Opposites.