Clutching moonlight from blossoms of lost power, We veil our delicious quiver until we dissolve Into a marvelous, departing flow Pale cherry blossoms arrive in evanescent flight, Carried on beams of alabaster light Through stars, toward the earthly plane, Only to stay in this realm, but for a fleeting day And the moment is bare, as quickly the season fades, Leaving the petals, the power of bloom behind, Discarded as though they were merely a minor thought Only to be gathered
She Dances in the verdant wood waiting for Her Consort.
Long tresses gleam with titian flames,
Spiral curls pirouette in sunlight.
Crimson lips hint at the flush of her mood,
Seductive curves reveal a bounty in Her breasts.
Singing in the Summer heat, ready to embrace Her lover,
Her Dance is the Heartbeat of the Earth. He Runs in the viridian forest eager for His Inamorata.
Raven locks glint aubergine under a dappled sun,
Scarlet lips whisper Virility on the wind.