BLUEBIRD

She's my lady
My bluebird,
A reliable girl
Never utters a word
Her velvet touch
She's warm within,
A smooth ride
I love her skin.
I've had others
Better looking and racier,
But, my bluebird sings
I love her.
Another had her once
Before me I know,
Were they lovers?
I couldn't say so.
She waits patiently
In the snow and rain,
And when I turn her on
She cries aloud again.
My hands touch her
She responds to my caress,
We race to heaven together
Her buttons I press.
She's even met my girl
Who also fell in love,
My bluebird wrapped around her
They fit like hand in glove.
Dearest bluebird, you're my steed
My umbilical cord,
My trusty lady, you cared for us
Bluebird, my ever reliable Ford.

Phil Hall March 2014