you’ve took up residence in my heart long
before you decided to perch on me; so
sing your melodious songs of melancholy
and mourning, i already know the lyrics.
i'll sing with you, little dove –
and if no answers back,
i'll stay with you
till your whole again.
prompt: Day 14: a small bird landed on a hat, and made the hat, a walking nest (as suggested by Luce in the napowrimo thread)
