BlueGod of the silken touches,
dancing circles
dreaming bliss,
alluring, tempting,
love-struck falling,
blessed is he
who tastes your kiss.

 

From the womb of Mother Night,
The first star born to bring forth light
Fell to earth on angel's wings,
Watching, waiting, laughing, singing,
Strutting in His peacock dance,
Calling down the wild-eyed trance,
Shaking heaven, tearing hell,
A rising serpent from the well.
 

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