Like a bird

I have been wondering when the sun will rise. I have pondering. I have flown through the darkest skies. I am longing to say to you. Give me your nectar, my dear!

Give me your fruit. I swallow insects and tacky flies just like a bird I'm singing to you. I have been wondering when the sun will rise. You can't deny me. I see it in you eyes. It can be such a majestic thing like magic just like a prayer on fallen ears some times. You just ignore me and repeat your sighs. You collect your dues. Don't repent this time. I'm much better off without you. And in your eyes I'm a bird.

With my mouth open swallowing flies.