One wing
over another
like the gentle caress of a mother
yet it feels completely different
It feels like coming home,
braving hard winter's
by another's side
It feels like an egg opening,
a small head peeking through,
falling in love with sunlight
the instant it sees for the first time
It feels like the gentle embrace
of a mate,
one returning to the nest,
wrapping up her love,
catching every stray thought
and making it hers so easily
It feels like hope
that lights a candle up
and fills the room with the soft fragrance
of joy, love, home
He smiles,
just a beak upturning
and turns to the other
to let him know that he understands,
gets the lump of a beating heart in his chest,
feels alive for once
so bundled close,
and nearly whispers love
from the folds of their wings
to the treetops just so far away.