L´oiseau noir,
tiny blackbird,
dark feathers
like silk.
wings and eyes
softly glowing,
banned me
on my seat.
L´oiseau noir,
magic blackbird,
dark feathers
like silk.
her voice strucked
my mind,
softly floating,
bittersweet honey.
L´oiseau noir,
mystic blackbird,
dark feathers
like silk.
And wings,oh
so soft were
touching my soul,
when stardust
she trew.
L´oiseau noir,
shiny blackbird,
dark feathers
like silk,
softly turning
all that red
into blue,
stardust
in my wine.
L´oiseau noir,
heavy blackbird,
dark feathers
like silk,
so sensitive,
and powerful;
if ever an angel
is born in hell,
must be like her.
© gabi m. auth
