SPARROW ARROWS AIM TRUE

The_masqueradeby E.P. Robles18 Jul 2014

i hear the squeaky oil engine of life
a nature-machine of thin-throat
that feathered soul upon a tree
she beat-notes my heart today

eye beads of soul beyond know
there, that branch she grips
a heart of heat and love
sing my angel-tiny-one

a tickle-note nickel throw
upon the silver heart cup
her song kisses my lips
and falls into my heart

The weather was grand
today I see blue
and placed my tiny soul
within her Sparrow nest

:: 07-17-2014 ::