The Dove & the Human

Wakey wakey, it's the mourning dove.

My seductive song snatched you from slumber

I know you hear me - your shadow agrees

I take a step, you splash your face

You take a step, I flutter to a sturdier branch

Sometimes I’m taken by surprise and my little body jiggles with the branch

As it adjusts to my weight.

I look over at you and chirp with glee

Its tit for tat

Chess, not checkers

Moving like coordinated traffic - as a unit

Below the dove’s talons

It begins when I sing your shower songs

You join in unison with much power

However 

Our syncopated two-step is actually ten steps

In our case, it takes ten to tango

Window, wall, wires all stand between us

What a schlep!

Like yin and yang, our purpose is to balance

One would not subsist without the existence of the other

Author's Note

What captured you in this poem? What vocabulary lost you?
What didnt make sense?
Did the poem feel complete to you?