Rainbird
                    
                    You begin to sing a sweet song
It is like a cry. 
When you dance in the rain
You look like  a rainbird
Misted and sad
You look like that red  bird
With  wings too wet to fly
And I am trying to sculpt
The shape of the wings
Of your soul
In my vision.
I make my wish
It is sure to come true
I need you.