Ostara Sonnet

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Ostara goddess Eostre rules the dance

She  tends her lovers’  hopes in red clay earth

The witches’ turning wheel reveals the chance

To bring the flesh explosion love and birth

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Before the dawn, desire awakens lust

The moon is full and washes silver land

His kiss is pure in perfect tender trust

Her tulips parted in his gentle hand

 

 

The spring is brilliant crystal morning dew

His gifted fingers digging to her flesh

His seed is passion pushing rich and true

And in that wave of glory do they mesh

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A bounding leap of rabbits through the grass

Connecting carnal,  every lad and lass.

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