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A poem to Melissa, the Honeybee Nymph (and my writing-partner in the UK)

The nine muses sing 'round the fall faerie ring

While we dance in a circle of stone

And the embers glow red as we dance with the dead

By the sidhes where the faeries now moan

Our arms slowly raise to the Goddess we praise

While the passions we share rise anew

And my lover is filled with the nectar I spilled

'Pon her lips as she kissed at my dew

The smoke from the fire where we dance our desire

Ascends to occult the new moon

And the skies slowly darken while goddesses hearken

The verse that accompanies our tune

I sing for Her now as a furrow you plough

With your tongue buried deep in my folds

And the river I spring from the passion you bring

Will sing of the love my heart holds

For Melissa most fair in whose beautiful lair

I have stepped as a maiden entranced

As we love through the night and our spirits take flight

On a journey I'd never have chanced

To the coast Calabri o'er Tyrrhenian sea

To the mystical violet shore

Did the Goddess of love through the heavens above

Sail our souls to Pizzo once more

(c) 2008 Bethany Frasier
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