magnoliaSpring Equinox
bursts out
of the warm moist soil
scarlet and daffodils
Eostre's passion

sap rises
up stirring trunk
and opening veins
to tender buds

trembling from clitoris
up deep opening passage
to nipple and tongue tips
exquisite stirrings of rebirth

I am a tree aflame
with life-lust
my velvety buds unfurl recklessly
soft and exposed
in the biting gales
and lashing hailstorms

the flaming heat
of re-kindled blood
burns heedless
of all but its own
ecstatic fulfilment

while desires yet unfulfilled
smoulder in deeper hues
longing to be fanned
into bright consuming fire

for you
with you
and without you
I burn, lady.