*BELTANE: BENNY*

                            *By GILDA LILY*

                            Time for another turn
                            of the Wheel Of The Year.
                            (c) April 10, 1998
 
                            Fire crackles
                            And the warm breezes
                            Blow, swirling 'round
                            As the smoke curls
                            In hottest fury.

                            He waits,
                            Skin gleaming,
                            Eyes glowing,
                            Like some woodland
                            Creature,
                            Silent and strong,
                            A thing of beauty,
                            Long limbs loose
                            And his scent so
                            ...Ray.
 
                            He takes his chosen
                            In sweat-slick passion
                            As the heat rises,
                            Flames licking
                            At their bodies,
                            Tongues wet
                            With desire.
 
                            Moans and sighs
                            Fill the air
                            As the chanters hum
                            And raise their voices
                            In the glory of
                            The Great Rite.

                            He is slender,
                            Hard and tasty,
                            Like fine
                            Italian wine.
 
                            Drink of him
                            Who praises thy name
                            And She-Who-Blesseth
                            The sacred ground
                            On which thee lay.
 
                            Petals blow
                            And caress bare skin
                            As the chanters
                            Cry
                            To the
                            Sky.
 
 
 
 

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