Real Lovebirds


Real lovebirds – incorruptibly set on lifeless branch of a dry tree – hidden behind the dusk rushing to embrace the dark night – when none clearly see – saved from bright revealing light

Real lovebirds-secured under the canvas of the evening sky illumined by the orange sun disappearing into the horizon -to flee from the claws of the scary menacing night

Real Lovebirds – no third nor more birds in view – to steal the lovely romantic moment for two – chant sweet love song – to send beautiful strong sensation around and still every fight

Real lovebirds – happily wrapped in the sweet arms of love – at home in each other’s presence -ready to care, support and tolerate- and bring tears to scrutinizing sense of sight

Real Lovebirds – can’t help but wait – to wonder if you’ll ever break each other’s hearts – but as one beak reaches for another, I see right there in what you share – real love is might