Elaena veronicus

My favourite bird is still you—
despite certain things that you do.

Another has still not replaced
the feeling of you; your embrace.

No one else gets their name on speed-dial—
or maybe, but just for a while.

If my soul had one person to call
before death, the last great human fall

I’d call you, my love, for advice—
I’d call you and wouldn’t think twice.


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