Pigeon holes

I have two pigeons to my hole
In their current nesting season
On the worship room’s skylight
That lets in a gold of early sun
With  its wiggling dust worms.

The birds  may have holed us
As creatures below their hole,
As they go on a love business.
We place tiny cardboard wall
Who think they need privacy
For the baby making to go on.

We hold each other in holes
While dust worms of sunlight
Stay away from skylight hole.
We hold each other in holes,
Pure short term holes limited
To a current mating season.

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