a lone bluebird
glides across the prairie
flapping his vibrant wings
to survey his love
“Touch your lips with a magic kiss
And you’ll be a bluebird too,
And you’ll know what love can do”
will love bring you to me
my northern bluebird
if I walk about in the plains
leaving sparse scent trails
will you land on my shoulder
touch my lips with a magic kiss
and will I be a bluebird too,
and we’ll know what love can do