Guillermo Veloso (September 25 1962 / New York City)
Will you give me some
A tender ear to rest my
A warm corner to nestle and curl
Away from the day
And its unwanted glare
An embrace free of passion
But welcoming and true
I am tired now
And like Darwin's finch
I have adapted to the loneliness
Though, I would fly away
If the winds will take me.
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