You I love! No you don’t!
I love you! I love you!
A collared dove flew swiftly by an ardent lover, calling and looming nigh.
I need no canoodling the other bird said, the horizons are calling me, to travel further and remain free.
I love you, I do, let me try to be your other half.
Not yet, I have much to see before responsibility traps me. You just have to plant your seed and go.
My responsibility is for the future not yet will I accept.
I long to see where the river meets the sea and the sunsets. To soar over hilltops and rest on luscious trees,
Talk to other birds I have never seen. Finding out where the safest place to perch and nest might be.
To land in the bird-friendly territory is my urgent plea, so stop your calls of love they are not for me.
I want to be free!
© 2023 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
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