The Heaven6/29/2016 09:59:00 PM
Oh, the poor bird!
Staring blatantly on my neat face.
If only I knew it was you in disguise.
I'd spurned you without mercy.
Why, glance at your women, darling.
Don't forget to give them a wink.
How would you get my trust,
even after the diapason called me yours?
Seventh heaven, you say?
Take away your bolt and pseudo-love.
For all the love you will get,
is the one from your dearest sister.
--Unlike Mythology: A Letter