Two Birds On A Wire

There is a story about two birds.
They sat on a wire,they chirped all day.
They flied together night and day.

When the sky cast shadows and clouds.
They protect eachother from the background noise.
The storms and the dark voice in their heads.

One day,one of them said with a hint of woe and desire.
I love you,but we need to get off that wire.
Two birds sat on a wire.

One looked tired,the other’s face was on fire.
One of them says,come on and join me.
We’ll fly into space.

And we’ll leave this planet,this sky.
And everything will be perfect.
But the other says,please.

I am too tired,even as a people pleaser.
I cannot move on and forget all the memories we made.
So please don’t make me get off this wire.

I feel safe on it and a hint of desire.
If I leave this wire here and now.
There may spread a fire.

I am not ready to move on yet.
Or go find another wire.
As as the sky cast clouds and a hint of sun.

The birds agreed to stay and never run.
But the day will eventually come.
When they will leave the wire and fly.

Maybe run.
One says he wants to move on from this.
From this angled wire.

He says he wants to with a hint of desire.
But I know deep down he’s a liar.
If I leave this wire here and now.

Will the summers end?
Will we pretend it’s fine?
Birds of a feather that crossed the line.

I was scared this day will eventually come.
It’s just how it works.
But at this point,I can’t even curse.

The two birds said,we’ll always be together.
But one is not ready to move on.
Alas,life goes on.

With all the pictures on your phone.
One says,c’mon let’s go.
So the other tries to keep up with the flow.

I know the moon will help them soar up in the sky.
Far away from that wire.
Their love felt like passion,fire.

They even matched the colors of their wings.
The story ends here,piece by piece.