As Light As Birds Wings
As light as birds wings
Wanting does your hair swing
To dance it's ends its ends like raindrops
Against my burning face
Wild as the northern lights
Your skin the sky your lust the night
That pulls my eyes so that they may
Know the sense of taste
As do our lungs the room expands
With each intention of my hands
That dream across your humid skin
And awaken to your pulse
Humbling as a brush with death
You fill the room with fervent breath
That blankets me becalmed beneath
A truer truth less false
Heavy as the bulging clouds
Above a drought below us now
Our bodies roll in skies of sheets
To quench a carnal thirst
'Til then at last I come to rest
Beside your warm and gentle breast
And you beside this grateful man
Suspended in our mirth
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