Spring Anew
Earth and sky begin the dance of foreplay.
His subtle, warm breath blows across her budding folds.
She opens perforce, no reluctance to obey,
Enticed by his gusty fervor, nothing holds
Her blossoming ardor, sweet is her nectarous bouquet.
He showers her budded flower in drops of dew
As he sings the Mockingbird’s song.
And earth and sky make love anew.
The Cosmic Poet 
Beautiful imagery and awesome expression of many thoughts and making love on so many levels! Thank you for sharing your wonderful gifts.
And thank you for such a lovely comment 🙂