Diving to the bottom like a bat out of hell
So fast it may as well have fell
Bobbing to the surface as smooth as glass
Crying out to no one of the past
Call me the loon
Call to me soon
Let us as a pair
Cry echoes through the air
Diving deep and fast with fins of wings
Red eyes dashing caught sight of something
Wide eyed, bushy tailed, caught in attraction
Focus follow the curious connection
Soaring through the air, a loon is never alone
Strong soothing bond scraped in stone
Fly into the sunset and sail upon the sea
Longing alone a loon to be