She walked out of the mist clad only in air,
Wearing strands of sunshine for her hair.
Her breasts were winter nipped,
Autumns bounty filled her hips.
Her love was carried by clouds of light,
The wind caressed her limbs with delight.
Her breath smelled of spring when she smiled,
The breeze was her sigh.
Summers heat was her passion,
Harvest was not to be rationed.
Rain fell when she cried,
This is how I see her in my life.
The Earth Goddess
Faith Powell aka Lady Bleu © 2010
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