A Gentle Tilt

Warm fingers rested gently against my side. For a quiet moment, I simply listened to the soft breathing nearby and watched the speckled green carpet stretch outward. Then, with careful intention, I nudged my bill upward just an inch. My neck yielded, smooth and alive. Feeling the steady warmth around me, I gave a quiet, tiny wobble of my orange feet against the soft knee, settling peacefully into the secure hold.