I find a bird fluttering about my heart
Flitting from perch to perch making me start
From heart to soul to mind to consciousness
A golden oriole adorned with the darkest of tresses
Shedding points of light of gold and precious pearls

My whole being bathed in a golden ambiance
Brightening, enlivening, enchanting radiance
Enveloping me in a cocoon of brilliance
Emanating from a singular appearance
Instigating an air of high and rare romance

Now she is building her nest, of fibers wrought in gold
She is getting accustomed, getting bold
Touting her charms, of mind and physique
I surrender to her allurements, the mystique
Of her passions and predilections ecstatic

What else can a mere male do except capitulate?
On the face of this love encapsulate
I have no axe to grind, no grievance to state
As I am reveling in this golden fluttering estate.

By ace101

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