21. MASK OF TIME

She lies among little stalactites

On a bed of lovely mineral colors

She has brought a mask

Which sports a slightly protrouding tongue

And red hair

Like a resurrected Cro-magnon

Celt Shaman

Who has waited in the cave

Twenty thousand years

For her

To come lay with him.

But Margarita

Is herself an ancient celt shaman

And she calls forth

Tongues with mystic powers

Of undulation and adoration

Pagan rites

And hot springs nights