Love Birds

I wonder if i would have been a scarlet mascaw
And would have fallen for red kite
Who fetches volves and young hares
Near the area I nest.

I would see the elegant bird
Soaring on long wings held at dihedral.
One day, it might fetch me for dinner
And would fall for my innocence.

We would be together and together
Would fly long and long
To cross over oceans
And it realizing me tired
Would hold me in its legs
I would feel my belly feathers
Getting rubbed with its tail
And would feel the breeze
The cold breeze...

And we would rest over the Ven island
In the warmth of its fury feathers
Admiring the setting sun
And the orange sky.