Yellow Tree Bird

Yellow tree bird,
perched and parched
do you hear the breath of wind;
the arm of a lover?

Oh! My yellow tree bird,
what do you see from way up there?
Past all the heads and simple penny hands
reaching up for the arm of a lover… 

Yellow Tree Bird

Yellow tree bird,
perched and parched
do you hear the breath of wind;
the arm of a lover?

Oh! My yellow tree bird,
what do you see from way up there?
Past all the heads and simple penny hands
reaching up for the arm of a lover… 

Posted 1 year ago Notes

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About:

Hello.
Have we met?
I think we have.
If not, we shall.
With passing,
like the weights shifting,
we move towards
each other's pull like
gravity holds us here
like prisoners.
I long to be near you,
whoever you are.
Please long to be
near me
too.

-I'm Amanda.

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