The world gives
And the world takes
The world breaks
And the world creates
Of this we were given you
Of this you were taken too

I’m not sure what brought me to look up
but i saw a lady red tail, perched atop the elm by the bus stop,
With her head tucked under her wing, probably as cold as I was.
I’ve only ever seen them with entrails in their mouth,
at conservations and public gardens, among masses of tourists,
and maybe their shadows in the top floor of the castle
where i attended boring freshman classes.
Once in the car driving up to the capital with my cousin-
they’re said to be common though.
Lady was different- she was small and seemed docile
not unlike the fluffy little birds that made homes
in the bricks at the station,
making themselves bigger for warmth.
I stopped in my tracks and stared, then looked around for someone to share her with-
but everyone looked awfully busy.

in summer dress at meadow with partial clouds blue sky
occasional trees and wildflowers and mostly dry
grass a side view of her
Unresponsive- for a patrician-
A disingenuous counter move...
Passion looks up and has a woman's bow
around the sky's first view
Next to her is an empty open wine bottle...
Beer and a 1/2 full liquor glass frowns
clasp pen in hand clicks it 3 times
Visions  on paper which has  become equations (equals)= ******* as green metal eyes  pinches hand at gratuitous roots fetal dry oak leaves  call to more vice
Visions now superficially continuous heightened
final looks ascend and she  is  out of view

In subvention of wishes her repose- a disingenuous bibacious aversional.
Returns to find self slumped on her awoken body again
            However
suddenly the vision returns.

Subterranean if she's alien and disappears
******* vast escalators to the sub terrain
she leads on
a blankish grin

Yet being behind her leads on to it she steps
hundreds of feet disappears from vision
So you've finally discovered human flesh
flight spying contact lead to gnoll
Am I real?
Is this where I take you to be my beloved
Is your sky blue?
Ambitious dreams is one amalgamation but governing sustaining improving- conservations
Those have  much wider assertions of love
  than rings and witticisms

So you speak girl of the rapturous meadow?!
I take I've been watching you for awhile.