I saw a bird dart past
Past her roosting time
Steered by the wind she floundered
Teary-eyed she cruised along the night sky
She flapped her wings and shrieked and heaved
Is it a lost jewel she is crying over?
Or a deceitful lover?
Will she perch before the rain?
For the weather was far from jolly
The horizon bore a daunting silhouette
Unceasing lightning swallowed the black
Lo and behold! The heavens opened
And down gushed a furious flood
Wretched by a canker and the soul of an owl
I flung open the creaky timber window
In dashed a flurry, splashing me
As though to ameliorate
For the long mucky day was far from bearable
The portico was a mossy pool now
I put my left foot forward
I had enough of being asked to put my right foot forward!
A chill ran through my toe and upward, popping my eyes
Caressing me, touching me without touching
Like my man did, every time I refused him a game of love
His whispers resonated in my ears
My breasts swelled, my lips apart and breaths grew heavier
For I was overcome by a desire far from sufferable
The doorbell rang stirring me up,
He is here, my man! I was certain
I trotted to the door longing for the warmth of his mouth
And the firmness of his hands
Unbolting three bothersome locks
I threw opened the hindering wood
There stood a man in uniform
But he was not mine to embrace
For he looked sorry far from a cheerful meeting
Holding his gaze down, he gave me the news
My limbs froze and I was buckled down
Rain lashed about the doors, windows and roof
Like iron chains beating down dilapidated buildings
My throat was parched, my breath grew faint
Beads of sweat, lined my brows
My gullet fought to wash down a lump of air
A sharp shooting pain criss-crossed my heart
For my song had died far from being hummed
