Sleeping Birds

 

 Sleeping birds
Wilted in the heat of morn
Black in branches dream
Of trilling trickling in the throat

I too wish for this
Wet of warbling from your skin
Pressed onto my sleeping lips

July 26, 1995
(desmond)

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