SONGBIRDS OF MERIDA
I carry you with me into the stillness
into the shadows of the sun.
Here my thoughts alight: tiny buntings
settling in amid the distant sound of brass.
Dancing without moving, holding
until holding feels familiar.
At dawn the urge to move again
becomes so intense I take to flight,
emboldened by what you said
that one fine morning.
TOGETHER is a place I won't soon forget.
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