Tiger and bird
sat together
on a balcony Id heard.
The sun not there.
My moon in the sky,
Tiger, tiger oh why.
From where was
thy bird?
A lovely place,
sheltered. Lovely bird.
From me I believe
was thou, my bird.
As he spread out
his mighty wings.
What was he planning?
Around me he spread his wings
softly, Ive heard.
I dry a tear
tiger became lamb
but has no fear
for birdys wings are there,
for he still does care.
A lamb kisses
her bird
speaks word after word.
The moon left with grace
made place
for the sun to raise
with its smiling face.
Thanks for my inspiration William Blake :)
20-10-2013, 00:00 geschreven door Lunaloving 
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