Rose Cousins
I were the bird
Seabird soaring weightless above the seawings wide for the wind to rush underneathopen arms and everything to seeI wish I were the bird and it were meHigh white waves as the ocean churnsRushing the shoreline under the birdNothing is settled, everything is stirredShe is like me and I'm like herSeabird soaring high looks so freeBaring its heart to the world it would seemflying alone all day does it dreamThat I were the bird and it were me
From Letras Mania