If Love Is a Birdcage
If love is a birdcage, I shall sing
With silver bars in harmony
We keep content these tiny wings
As grace balanced so artfully
With silver bars in harmony
We gather mirrors of the sky
As grace balanced so artfully
By oval patterns, we still fly
We gather mirrors of the sky
So close, our dome's heavenly blue
By oval patterns, we still fly
Our feathered universe of two
So close, our dome's heavenly blue
We keep content these tiny wings
Our feathered universe of two
If love is a birdcage, I shall sing.
6/15/21
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