XHell-Bent-BeautyX

Her wings are but a whisper against your arm As you feed her the nectar of your love Unruffled by the tainted guise Of a broken heart She sings to you an intoxicating lyric A memoir of her foregoing flames Which brought a dull misery As her beak caresses your cheek Begging for an authentic adoration Only you can yield She now lies on your chest Dreaming of the soft touch of your fingers Against her feathers anew Yearning to hear your voice intertwine with hers An exhilarating  infatuation Which most will gaze on in spite