Blackbird

a laugh of ecstasy
pure joy coursing through her veins.
she sits back on her heels
happy to be alive.
blackbird, fly.
balancing on the bed, grasping at the sheets.
looking into his eyes
thinking of sweet nothings
and fondly remembered yesterdays.
blackbird singing in the dead of night
do you feel it too?
the savory convulsions,
fighting back a scream.
take these broken wings and learn to fly.
Mind racing,
chasing hearts through fields
of instinct.
you were only waiting for this moment to arise.
She falls back against the pillows,
dark tresses cling to her flushed face.
A giggle escapes her, and is caught between his lips.
Pushing back his hair, she looks past him,
outside, in the oak tree.
blackbird.