A distant fluttering of wings
In rhythm, sets my heart to sing
Drawing nearer as I lay;
She comes again for me, I pray

In visits past, as I recall,
I woke espied through blazoned balls
Pale frosted flesh belies the warmth,
That never threatens doing harm

Depth, reveals her boiling sweet
She comes to succor; not for meat.
Sly boring kisses test my flesh
Her roiling hunger could not rest

Chiseled legs steal 'round me bound
Beating wings, muffle sucking sounds
The lover's clutch; the twitching thigh.
I could only mirror in reply

She warmly glows, as I grow colder
And morphs, to youth, as I grow older
Since mankind's sum lies bound to blood,
Our coupling wholly portends good

To dwell in darkness seals my plight
As beating wings fade out of sight.
Too weak near dawn to seek amends,
I thirst to feel her kiss again

Alto Lee Thomas, Jr.

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