Eagle in Flight

Forgetting that
magic is to enjoy not to understand
ever so tempted do I get to understand
the arcane sorcery of your fingers

Touch soft as feathers
smooth as petals
warm as life
strokes sensuous as sways of belly

Potency of caress I witness
in rise of dove into eagle
to soar
to eye
contours of terrain of your body

Stroke it up
stroke it down
stroke the wings as wind
maintain the flight