Give me the life of the bird.
Swallowed in crimson clouds,
And scarlet shrouds.
Breathless, weightless not a sound to be heard.
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I glide the air, Without a care, Wherever I go, I go. A well penned poem.
A refined poetic imagination, Audrey. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.