I crave to say,
to that blue Jay,
you tweet with courage,
and not afraid to sing your song,
for all to hear.
hiding beneath my admirations,
I want to encage you,
for thine eyes are fierce
like bronze flames-
they speak of passion
they speak of comfort
they speak of-
love.
I want thine eyes
to only look at me,
desire me,
lust for me,
but-
thine eyes don't look
at me
but-
the,
wind.
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