Like modern day 'Lady Godiva’
she cycles through the sky,
pulling the “dog days” of summer behind her;
pleasant days turning hot and dry.
But surely, no “dog” is she,
this bright star that shines through the haze.
With only a single glance,
men weaken under her gaze;
while women become aroused--
as within them she lights a flame;
explaining celebration and sacrifice
that’s been given in her name.
She still spins her seasonal spell
that no mortal man may defy;
seducing all who dare to stare
at her brightness suspended on high.
© Ginny Brannan
Photo prompt courtesy Tess Kincaid at Magpie Tales
Magpie Tales #75