ON THE WING: A GHAZAL

A dappled dawn they sing and squawk together
It’s a blaze of colours when they flock together

The gloom has lifted, we survived the night
A sublime sunrise they unlock together

Forget those models strutting on the ramp,
In midair they sashay down the catwalk together

Yesterdays are dead and tomorrows unborn
On the face of time we tick-tock together

Her body melts in his masculine arms
In love, they are dove and hawk together