Friday, February 20, 2026

R A Ruadh

Always


You warm me
every night
every morning
you are the heat I crave

I cup you in my hands
feeling the liquid heat inside
growing in intensity
the longer I hold you

I raise you to my lips
gently tasting the ferocity
lying in wait
to be swallowed

I open my throat
inviting you to pour yourself
down and down
with honeyed healing

You become my breasts
my heart my belly
deeper and lower until
you make my toes glow

You are the heat I crave
morning and night
I love you in me
my cup of tea




Eryr a Draig

Sometimes I wish 
He had not awakened the dragon heart in me
Although I admit of being an accomplice
To opening the cave
And blowing gently on the embers
To give them life

The cold feels more acute 
In my solitude than it used to
Even while I am braced by the
Winds as I fly again
Spreading my wings in the currents
High above the mundane and muffled cave I 
Sheltered in too long

Somewhere in my ancestry
Dragon loved eagle and now I 
Wild joyful progeny balance on 
The clouds the cliffs the caves
All my home

I do not know if I am first or last
Or only of my kind
I still wait for one 
To match me wing to sky

Eryr a Draig is Welsh for Eagle and Dragon

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