I can hear
   every flap & flutter
of their wings
    as they
chase each other 
    from branch to branch
& tree to tree... 

Occasionally they'll take
   a break
to come say hello
   or to fly circles 
around me...

Their bright red feathers
    flash in the 
       bright morning sun

as their songs,
   crisp & clear,
      pierce the 
humid air
    like a symphony 
 that stretches
       for miles...