Canary
I am the one canary
that was captured by your eyes.
At first,
when you reached out
for me,
I fluttered away.
Slowly, patiently
you took me in your hands
and stroked my feathers
until I stopped shaking.
Now, when your hand
reaches out to me,
I flutter into it,
anxiously awaiting
your velvet touch.
Before, I scurried around
feeding on crumbs and leftovers,
far from satisfaction.
But you,
you feed me
nothing but the best
seeds of love
and quench my thirst
with passion.
You saved me
from treacherous winters
and staggering droughts.
You keep me in a haven
where I know
I will always have
what I need.
That is why
I am your faithful canary,
I chirp only for you.
But, please,
I beg you,
always feed me
and quench my thirst,
or I will fly away
and return to my crumbs
and the harshness of the winters,
agonizing for your touch,
slowly dieing without your warmth.