Rare Bird

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I wake to the melody

I have sung in my dreams.

A dream is only

Whisper soft clouds

Of indulgent thought

In panoramic view.

Longing for the rare bird,

That can never be caged;

Only admired

From afar.

The view from a distance

Starts the chase –

The wants and desires,

Builds endurance,

Pushing me toward

The one thing I can never have.

You.

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Yet, the plumage calls.

The melody of your words,

Limited, well thought out,

Controlled –

Brings me to my knees.

Your call.

Desperate to find out

What’s in Pandora’s box.

I’m willing to sacrifice my world —

To discover