Feathered Freak

My feet on your lap...then my head on your chest
Walls between us, a state of unrest

You rising and falling under my cheek
The mess that we made in the space of a week

 

Sparrow sweet, in fright takes flight
And misses out on warm delight
Birds are startled easily, by the clumsy swings of man
Yet still my thoughts remain entwined with your ever tightening hand

 

Thoughts of escape through my mind race, as the door was closing
feathered freak can't help but find, this human love imposing