Finch
short shuffling inching,
hopping forward on dappled perch,
ebullient warble projected at the hen
of his affection
She flirtatiously tilts
a long blade of grass from her beak,
head tipped just so, still,
listens
From his puffed up chest
arias of moonlit skies
and paradise
~ Lady
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