As a bird, as any other animal, in need ofcaress,
Protection,
Fire,
Tenderness,
Love,
Confusion,
Resentment
And every feeling it may produce.
This human-animal mix only can be created by who never knew such a condition.
Reflection:
Confusion, this is what it expresses,
Tied up, the knot can’t be untied,
Yes; the knot I feel through my body,
Reflects itself in my hands,
In your affection.
As the bird, freedom without borders,
Little dove, you can’t.
Wait, you’re not alone,
Don’t be afraid, everything will be alright.
Wait, I do love you too and,
We’ll be together, until the end.
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