Autumn red as flame
Bulbul in his golden cage
Lonesome, left behind
 
Throat made of satin
Ears adorned with rubies
Love songs in the air
 
 
 
She and her lover
Serenades, grunts, and humming
Cataclysm presaged
 
 

 

Daydreams of heyday
Lustre after the tunnel
Comes « thing with feathers »
 
 
 
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