Rite of Spring

I will light the room with carmine candles

And I will sprinkle the floor with kali blossoms

And I will clothe myself in the coloring of love

And I will dip my fingers

         One by one

         In wildflower honey

And I will slip apart your lips

         With honeyed fingertips

And I will trace the shell curve of your ear

         With the canal curve of my tongue

And I will tread the tender path

Of your melting flesh

With my mouth

And I will play sweet music on your body and face

And I will brush and swish like breath on skin

And I will lick our sweat from the pool in your navel

And I will twine red roses into a garland

And I will wrap this around our precious embrace

And Cupid and Psyche will bless our sleep

And sadness will melt away like indigo in water

And tomorrow will glow cornflower like spring.