Songbird ..by Jude kyrie

There's a songbird living in my heart.
No one knows she is there.
i keep her secret.
She is beautiful and so delicate.
I can hear her sweet
singing sometimes.
She wants to come out of me
To let everyone see and hear her.
But I keep her imprisoned,

She is my private songbird.
If I let others see her
I would lose respect and power.
I would lose deals.
and people
would think me weak.

People can see only
the worldly tough old me.
The one who doesn't
take wooden nickels.
The one who never cries.
The one with a
Missouri, show me, attitude.

But then sometimes
When the night is blue and long
And in the quiet, you are lay beside me,
So beautiful And full of softness.
The moonlight framing your lovely face
Quietly I let her out.
Just for you to hear her.
only you.

She changes
the glow of the starlight
that outlines your body.
and frames your hair like a halo.

she sings so sweetly for you.
She softens my voice
Almost to a whisper,
I say things to you that
I would never say to anybody.
I whisper stupid things.
That the tough old me
would always keep inside.

Like you are
the most beautiful thing in my life.
And I love you beyond life, honey.
that I thank god for bringing you to me?
Tears of happiness well up
in my eyes
She makes me so gentle and loving.
It must be some kind of songbird trick