Beautiful Birds

Do you know what it is to give yourself up, to meet the abyss with your face turned into the sun, to feel small, to be in awe of something.

When I learn to love, I grow branches and leaves

And little birds performing rituals nested in me

And my lover swayed, a willow in the breeze

And now I love him

And it feels good, what he softly says to me

The shining iridescence of his feathers black and green

I've seen a distant land that bound their symmetry

The buried hearts of men who died suppressing every knee

While beautiful birds in bright colors are dancing

While just they humble themselves while we're dancing

And they won't die alone

They know something that you don't

They speak of kings and wolves and sheep

No man has ever mentioned

Bloods of paradise to me

With their little hearts

Beating so hard

For her mother

Those needy whites of eyes

From men to other men

Who wouldn't know a diamond if derided by a friend

And won't it feel good to know it in your blood

To turn into the fool of you so you'd never become

But fools love better than anyone

Beautiful birds and bright colors they're dancing

Watch as they humble themselves while romancing

They won't lie alone

They know something that you don't

Stop crying to me and said

If I woke up and you weren't there

My hummingbird heart

Couldn't bear it

It would burst and I would die

Show a similar obsession

To the object of your affection

Kneel as an equal

At their altar

You made it for life

Birds and bright colors are dancing

Why just stay humble themselves while we're missing

And they won't die alone

They know something that you don't