MAY
.
.
May,
The eldest seed of Spring.
Spring,
The water goddess.
May,
The eldest seed of Spring
That spits oceans
Your spit
floods streets, bridges and houses.
You hypnotises us with lust,
You turns thighs of women
Into an oven and
Turns men shaft
Into a moses wand
May,
A bringer of mangoes
That eases every lip.
You wears famers a smile
Like a gambler who hits jackpot.
When you spit;
Mountain animals give birth,
Flowers merry,
Humans lust.
May,
Fertility goddess
.
May 25, 2018
©soulPoet
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