Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Soul Flight

This poem took a little longer to emerge - it feels more like free-association but seems to flow more easily.

Soul Flight - 21 Dec 10

You whispered
Into my Soul
Touched deep within
Held my Heart close
Burned my desires
On the Altar
Birthed my Phœnix
Let it fly

On wings of fire
We flew
From the dawn
Into the light of
A new day
Fingers coax desire
Dew from a rose
Crimson velvet
Scattered on the ground

We drank the last
Of the midnight wine
Sipped from the cup
Shared between us
Before we turned again
To kiss
And kiss again
Our Soul

Muse smiled as this poem grew - I think she knows more than she lets on.