Raven Riddle

Sable child of fantasy, you never rode a natal wave, you never suckled human flesh, you slept within and black without and wondered at the world about you. And yet you wondered not at all resting in a bottle by the wall. Darkness born upon a page, a saving breath upon my age. All of flashing sloe eyed beauty, feminine, naked, no regret, ebony body, hair of jet. When knowing too much won't let me rest but I would sooner lie awake than die, come raven dreams to set me free, dark paragon of ecstasy.