Lessons In Loyalty

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Just this morning I saw two parrots feed,

On a single mango – ripe and sweet,

Among the numerous of those hanging low –

Inciting me with their green colour and glow.

 

As the strong red beaks nibbled on the fruit –

Peeling off a velvety green jacket from its soft tissue,

Green plumes caressed it, chirping sweet nothings

As they tenderly relished its juicy flesh in the nude.  

 

I vicariously savoured the sweet taste of the mango –

Wrapped in the aroma of it being relished in the nude,

As I watched the sensual parrots from my bedside window-  

Making love to one in the bunch, reliably adoring that fruit.

 

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