Scry a flock of wild birds; a shouting, clamorous group.
Example: scry of fowls (wild fowl), 1450.
Your hair was a crow's wing on snow
And you had that hooker laugh.
On my knees, I looked down at you...
I was an open door in the wind.
My arm was bare, stretched out like a moonbeam--
Your head tilted back,
Your eyes fluttered;
My gypsy fingers came back wet.
Never tell a blackbird's fortune.
Never taste something too good to live without.
You held my breast in your hand like a nest,
And I fell through space
To perdition as if it were paradise.
My vile, beautiful, profane darling,
Never again will burning feel so sharp and fated.
If I turn to ash on the breeze,
What of that?
I saw and loved your sly smile.
I searched out and touched your scratched, bloody, gorgeous heart.
I heard and understood your hooker laugh when, light-headed and lit, I asked you please baby,