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BACK TO THE HUM

LULU AND SWEETIE BIRD OUTSTAGES CAFE

By Vicki Lawana Trusselli Published about a year ago • 2 min read
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This is a Syfy romance story about two birds who fell in love long ago when they met in a bird shop. Now, Lulu appears again in OUTSTAGES CAFE as a beautiful woman with a bird head. Sweetie & Lulu meet once again. Sweetie was reincarnated as Sweetie. Lulu was reincarnated as a lady with a bird head. This is a fictional Syfy created from my dreams and my very smart parakeet, Sweetie Bird.

“Sit with me a while. Time’s been waiting for company, and this café remembers things we’ve yet to say.”

Well now… this ain’t just a tale of feathers, it’s a story spun through time. Sweetie and Lulu—two souls, two birds—met once in an old shop filled with chirps, cracked seed bowls, and one silver-haired lady who kissed every creature like they were kin. That shop wasn’t just shelter. It was a memory. Reincarnation’s funny like that—souls return with wings and whispers, not always knowin’ what they’re lookin’ for… ’til they find it. Sweetie remembered. So did Lulu. What you're about to see… well, it’s the kind of love story the universe hides in plain sight.

“Back to the Hum”

A duet for two souls reincarnated in sound and feathers

Verse 1 – The Bird Shop Years

Lulu

We shared the perch, the window light

Our hearts took wing before the flight

Chirp turned to verse, days became rhyme

You tapped the tempo, I held the time

Sweetie

You sang in color, I hummed in gold

Caged, but never truly cold

In dusty corners, music bloomed

You named the tune, and I was groomed

Verse 2 – Loss & Separation

Sweetie

She left one morning without a word

The silence heavier than the unheard

The rhythm slipped, I lost the cue

I sang alone, I thought of you

Lulu

The clock forgot our morning tune

Grief carved silence into noon

You fell before I closed my eyes

I followed shadows through the skies

Bridge – The New Form

Lulu (bird-headed, by the jukebox)

Now I wear a feathered face

A longing stitched with quiet grace

I heard you humming near the door

Your rhythm pulled me back once more.

Sweetie

Your song still lingers in my chest

It never slept, just laid to rest

A stranger's body, a loyal soul

You're still the one who made me whole

ARTGURU

Final Chorus – Reunion & Resilience

Together

Let’s rewrite what grief erased

Our melody still interlaced

We’ll tune the ache into a vow

Our love’s reborn in rhythm now

A song we lost, a chord regained

From cages, silence, love remained

You sing in shimmer, I in hum

Together—yes, we still become

written by

Vicki Lawana Trusselli

Trusselli Art

copyright 2025

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About the Creator

Vicki Lawana Trusselli

I am 76 year old California mythic storyteller blending lived truth, technology, and sovereign survival into multimedia art.

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    Written by Vicki Lawana Trusselli