Red Sparrow - Mree

Great light

Of morning

Bit the apple of my chest

Of the forest where I bred the seeds and elder trees

Sinking in his teeth

Anything to keep him coming

Sweet boy

My lover

Guards the sparrow in his nest

But drew an arrow from behind his neck

With bended string

When I cut between

But the quick release eased through me

Great flight

To heaven

In the timeless, ancient grove

Where I too will lay my coat and reign

Never again

Never again

I cannot amend my duty