My Lovebird
© 2009 Nicolas Valenzuela

My bird flutters and she hovers
Fed by passion she uncovers
Sweet fruit dripping down to earth
Gracing much more than I'm worth

Smelling sweet from nose to rose
Glowing goodness as she goes
Cooing cozy as a dove
Warmly healing words of love

Words I never heard before
Words that gently moved my door
Open to the bird that waited
For the love we hoped was fated

So here I am, a smiling man
My lovebird makes me understand
Enduring life is not the key
Life is all about the we