Starling
- Nic
- Apr 4, 2022
- 1 min read
Mistaken for a bird, but I
know better, see the stars,
what they've scattered over
cheeks, how they've built a
bridge between wet eyes and
clever lips; their light is
no different than The Sun's
clustered close like that--
how bright you shine, then,
how easily you take wing.
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