Courting

A flirty bird,flapping around,draws small circles,above my crown. Whistles release,flapping around,lyrical songs,whimsical sounds. Looks right at me,flapping around,cocks back his head,to stare me down. Dances so free,flapping around.Emotions rise,pure bliss compounds. Shows feathers off,flapping around,all long lost hope,swiftly rebounds. Flies up away,flapping around,as my heart melts,true love is found. – Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Courting