Birds

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Song, propelled aloft by trill and warble,
Twisting, turning, bombing, diving, wrestling way on wings,
Alight in flight, descent denied, borne high in sky,
Sun-seeking, wrested free from ground and wall and door,
Cage-blight broken, pieces falling from the sky,
And then,
A silken truss, your hearts own siren song, cast high,
Enticed to loves warm whisper,
And soft sweet fruit of lips.
© Greg Richards
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