Celebrating,
We circled the Fire
'Neath ancient Spruces
Beside the Lake.

Half-naked, in Leather,
Adorned with Feathers,
We Sang, sharing Beads
In the Darkness.

Then, Staves in Hand,
We groped back
Through moist Grass,
As Light lingered.

07/04/2004

Author's Note: Mid-summer's eve

Posted on 08/25/2004
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