Tonight I write
entirely for you my bird
Tonight I'm
writing solely for you
When I sat idly
in the meadow
Your feathers
poked him slowly
Your eyes
prompted to discern
And you sang
melodies for him
Suddenly it
took him into a shack
There I saw
the portrait of that lady
Whom I have
seen somewhere
At the
meadows with him
We
recollected memories, narrated
Our eyes spoke
about the future
She was bold
enough like a crystalline
Her tears
gifted existence
Her presence
granted a soul for his loneliness
Her smile
could make him see
Limitless
dreams till his demise
Things happened
twice as he
Loved nature
and now an angel
But he left
for the time to decide
If this girl
was one who touched his nightmares
And wanted to
take away the portrait of that lady
From the shack with him till the road ends
And wished to
convey his last words of love for you
That his love
for you were unconditional…
