beltane fires

stringing

red, then green

beads

priestess lays

bracelets, flowers

at your Beltane feet

sings, weaves

branches, lilacs,

ivy, ribbon

goddess crown

lady loves, prepares

sticky may queen,

cernunnos bride

horned one breathes

waits, prods

my lord

kneels, kisses

feet, then knees

womb, breasts

lips that speak

the names

in perfect trust

your lady

beds you down