My Black Cuckoo

"kuhuuuuuuuuuuuu" kuhuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Her voice is exactly same and true I get out of window I listen to her and try to follow I am awakened at each morning By her sweet voice and leaning She is inside heavy bush I come out and rush For almost ten years or more I have dreamed and adored She has responded to in each move I shall try not to prove She makes me restless But soon brings light on face Her memory is so powerful That I become resourceful I feel my self with her With smile and offer She never relents at my praises But smiles gently and teases