Love Harvest
Love Harvest
17/04/2018
Gather brothers and sisters under the crimson moon,
Grace the ether with our rites, entreat our sacred boon.
Bathed in blood red moon, the power of love conceals,
A tempest of earthly delights desired to reveal .
On misty mountain top or salty seaside shore,
We salute oh graceful goddess, for now and ever more.
The sickly shadow of yesterday cast off in the sands,
We seek to harvest the fertile seed as your love commands.
Your will through love though forgotten by Some,
We resurrect and treasure, your will shall be done.
Copyright © Jeff Kantor | Year Posted 2018
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