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Baby Bird

Raven haired terror
Eyes so bright
I dive into your abyss
Throat closing tight.

Raven haired vixen
Dancing fox of the night
Slightest tic of your lip
Surging heart flight.

Raven haired beacon
Lighthouse in storm
Demurely you meet gaze
Love and trepidation are born

Raven haired weapon
Every move a trial
In each I am guilty
Lust jailed behind smile.

Raven haired poison
Many beg to drink
I guzzle you down
Not a drop to think.

Raven haired Winter
On Summer and Fall you feast

My soul has been sown

Spring reborn your Beast.

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Sophia Bennett is an art historian and freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, symbolism, and artistic expression. With a background in Renaissance and modern art, Sophia enjoys uncovering the hidden meanings behind iconic works and sharing her insights with art lovers of all levels. When she’s not visiting museums or researching the latest trends in contemporary art, you can find her hiking in the countryside, always chasing the next rainbow.