PLUMED PERFUMES:

Powder me softly, with downy plumed perfumes,

With essences of feathers, singing faraway tunes,

So that I may fly away, to those far distant places,

To see those who´ve gone & touch their lovely faces.

 

Gently dab my wrist, brow & behind my listening ear,

Touch with puff of plume, so I may know you´re near,

Within your gentle scent, I´ll hear your plaintive call,

Through plumaged nights I´ll walk, down scented halls.

 

I shall uncork your bottled cell & set your spirit free,

So kiss my bended nape & please make love to me,

Waft me with aromas, of the times we were together,

Perfume me with plumes & your long silken feathers.