Bottomless Soul

Look deep in a well for true meaning to find      
The blackness of distance it holds in the mind    
The bottomless soul that lips never tell,      
But tosses them gently into dark wishing wells    
A songbird with wings as it flutters about,      
Tired and weary as a voice that's give out    
A windmill of stature and strength it could speak      
So the songbird takes flight to this wishing peak    
Landing is gentle so it rest whilst it sings      
But caused quake in the giant not knowing the dream    
The windmill it shifts and ignites a small fire      
Heading straight for unknown and a deepened desire    
It sings to it sweetly with whispers on lips      
So frightened yet gleeful of the monstrous tips    
The bird doesn't move but soft is the the sigh      
As depth takes her breath the last whimper goes by    
The shaft plunges deep, so deep as to dream    
Taking the will of the bird under screen    
The body it arches so tight against his      
And meets pleasure that kindles the fire to the lips      
The will of the soul that drenches with touch      
Gives freely the softness and kindness so much    
Deep in a fire yet wet to not burn      
Begging desire, with such soulful yearn      
This songbird with wings as it wishes with might      
Is always set free to learn a new flight