the birds get high in the sky where nobody can see them how they get drunk with the perfume of freedom they still have that wild passion to scream their pain out where nobody can hear them this is how they have women’s innocence to think they have not been cheated on this is how birds are deceived to believe they won’t ever forget to fly
from your lips you kindly drop a smile while falling it draws feelings i pick it up and press it against my lips then i give it back to you so you do not seem sad