bird song

were our love the giant
of childhood fairy tales
its soul encased in a bird
and that bird would be a song
as long as it rung
in my ears
would our love survive
as long as it danced
would i be trapped
and never seek
to flee
from this circle love
and the day it dies
would we

3 comments:

  1. At the risk of sounding illiterate, lemme ask who wrote this one?

    Last line was hard to think and digest. Cuts like a knife, eh?
    Heretic | 11.07.06 - 12:58 am | #

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  2. phatichar, thank you :)

    heretic, yes i know the end is a bit tacky! who wrote it? matlab?

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