Flecks of love

What ails this bird
a coo-ing cry.... Beneath the subtle anguished sky
For any heaven sort of fair, winged so delicate
Flying there,
Shall ever brace the light
Once cometh
And touch the silver
Flecks of love
Golden light surrenderes to....
That loneliness of a dove
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