Rite Of Spring

 

This wanting, sprung like blood to skin

This dew upon a petal's kiss of heart sown red

Demands of me what life demands

 

To feel your laughter sing, with these my wond´ring hands

Caress a membrane, trembling, stretched above abyss

Coil, tensed `gainst nothingness before

 

You, shedding Winter's empty leaves

Erupt afire of bliss, ignite the flow`ring Spring

Inflame my changing wind


Rite of Spring

crystal lust