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