"Oiseau de l'Ombre"
He was a crook of a rook and he stole my heart along with my nuts.
His sable cloak sweet as a shadow, his smile made the sharpest of cuts.
He preened until I swooned, for how could I resist a stormcloud who struts?
© Osquer Campbell 2023 🌞❤️🌻
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