fair sun you’ve set my blood
to dreaming dreams of Spring
my senses all to roaring like some beast
intent on sating wild desire
with your juices and your flesh oh beauty
bright as the secret lyrics of my heart
candent as the flames of my flicking tongue
from these apt loins sun most dear do draw
from this taproot mine all the milky sap
clasp clasp me in your glowing limbs
burn burn me with your pink and ivory fire
let us blossom into wicked splendor
come and still come and come once more
my lurid virgin my spotless whore
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(c) Gregory V Driscoll 2012
O'Driscoll's Take on the World 