Love, like that bird from paradise,
I want to let it flee afore it dies.
The cage of my bosom can’t hold it any more
Because it’s hard to love someone
And breathe no word to two or three
It breaks the bars and sets itself free.
You live far from me and giggle
Yet I have no choice but go through this struggle.
So far, I have told neither a man nor a woman.
I would rather love you and trace you like a shadow
Than you leave me for good and never return.
Brisbane, July 1, 2012
