Passion erupts and blackbirds sing,
Dreams of silken skin.
Hands caress body trembling.
Outside the power seeks within.
Kisses across stomach bare,
Mouth glistening, lips agape.
Eyes sparkling, erotic glare.
Kisses reaching the neck’s smooth nape.
Breath is felt on heaving breasts,
Peaking to heights of satisfaction.
Warm whispers in ear suggest,
The further and fervent distraction.
The traveler descends to heaven’s gate,
To waterfalls he strides.
Desperately begging hips undulate.
Blackbirds wings spread so wide.
A wanting unabashed takes the soul.
To fill the need she has.
Watching the Blackbird play her role.
Across the borders does the wanderer pass.
The enjoined in lust take flight.
Forbidden this is to some.
To climactic end eyes unite.
Come to me Blackbird…come.