This is a place of swifts
Or swallows, which appear
To embrace each other
In mid-air
Which gives an altogether
New meaning to the phrase
I don’t give a flying fuck
Though I have to say
That I only caught a glimpse
And it was over in a moment
Which of course brings back
Oh so many memories
Indeed, nowadays
I only manage the foreplay
Which perhaps is what
All of their swooping
And swirling is for
Or is it, after all
Just my senior imagination
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