Fly Me in Circles
These words were conceived
During a mid summer storm
While making love slow
To a very special friend indeed
And they are our words
Or rather they are now hers
Since she begged me for a poem
That she might call her very own
And so, I made her this
The precise moment that she bit her lip
And made my shoulder bleed
Such moments are very rare indeed
Oh baby take away this ache
Take them when the storm is done
And raptors cry aloft as one
Then in circles, take me take me take me….