I could see whisper
Smiling the trees
Skies pouting lips
Flexing cloudy kiss
Rolling the days
I flap my freedom
Nestling the chirp
In flower bloom
The bark
Thy softest touch
Suffle my love
From me to you
In muted breath
Leaves churn silence
Rustling its say
Topping with joy
I could see life
Never as before
Stretching mirth
Earth flirts skies
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