Domme (Part 12): bird’s call

A bird call – sun touched by sadness, a golden tear

To this mortal realm come to fall – just say forever

As if, flown so high, to where height doesn’t matter

Anymore – weightless, my heart now, love in free fall

Reverberates thru many states, and we two here

Together, in Love’s deathless wings uphold

Each Other, as if exitence held herself up in Earth’s

Heart planted – Love in space – turns to your arms

So if you can hear the birds atm, domme morrigan

Hear this song to the rising sun – you exist!