Spring Heralded (by Alexander Borgia)

There is an occurrence that deserves some note as it was to have great effect 
upon my later life. It happened while on my many travels through our world of 
nature and for the very first time I was to feel that I was part of the natural of 
this world.


Spring had arrived with the equinox or so the astrologers had said. A hot wind 
had blown in from the south and the clime was unusually warm for this time of 
year. The snows had long melted and in the blazing sun the earth was warming 
and bringing new life to the season. The nights still held a chill that would enter 
the bones of the unwary, yet the coming of summer was heralded to all. Soon 
the rains would be upon the land and the food would be abundant. Now it was 
scarce.


It was on this day that I would be seeking a morsel to quell my hunger that my 
story is to account. The sun had risen high into the morning sky and the air and 
the ground were warm and comforting. From afar I'd spied a pond and it was to 
there that I was approaching in search of my meal. Perhaps I would find luck 
and there would be fish or fowl to be caught, or I would settle upon what 
vegetation I could forage. 
The tall grasses hid me from view as I slowly made my way to the water's edge. 
Moving against the wind to avoid any detection I listened for the sounds of 
movement that was not my own. As I approached to a very short distance from 
the my goal, I heard a noise that stopped me. I could see the glassy surface of 
the water and ripples passed in front of me. I crouched into the cover of the 
grass and waited to see my prey unseen to each other. By the motions of the 
water, I could discern the precise location of where the source stood.
Stepping into my view came a magnificent crane whose beauty I had never 
before seen. She stood at the edge of the pond and was preening her soft grey 
plumage. She was a majestic creature and as the sun shimmered off the water it 
gave a golden aura about her. Of a sudden she stretched her neck towards the 
sky and without sound she began to change before my eyes. What was before a 
bird of grace and flight was now a woman of higher grace and firmly rooted to 
the ground. And as the crane had possessed an unrivaled beauty, the woman 
was one thousand times her superior. I realized then that I was witnessing the 
transformation of a goddess.


 There before me for only my eyes to see was the manifestation of all I had 
learned in my youth. She appeared to be of some nine and twenty years. Fully 
mature in her femininity. Crowning her head was long hair the colour of copper, 
her tresses cascading across her shoulders and neck. My eyes followed her hair 
down her uncovered body to see the shape of her back narrow at her waist and 
widen again along her hips. Her thighs and her legs were perfect symmetry as 
they reached down to the ground to support her on what seemed clouds. She 
turned to face me, but not seeing me, and I could see that her beauty continued 
around her. Again I saw her hips and she was the most woman of all woman 
that had ever been. It was then that I felt my spirit leave me to be with her. Her 
body was pulling me toward her and I felt the urge to flee. My heart was 
pounding such that I could hear it exploding from my chest.


Then her eyes rested on my gaze and she smiled. Never had I felt so comforted 
by a smile as I did now. She moved toward me and because the distance 
between us was close, she was standing before me before I could realize. She 
extended her hand to me and unconsciously I took it. She raised me and in a 
trance I found myself standing. I was taller than her and as she looked up at me 
with her comforting smile I was able to see clearly the features of her face. Her 
eyes were like pieces of jade and the drew my vision deep inside her. I felt as 
though I was leaving through a gateway to another realm; never to return.
Placing her hands upon my shoulders she raised herself, closed her eyes, and 
kissed me full upon my lips. My anxiety vanquished then; once and for all. My 
arms circled her tiny frame and I pulled her closer into my embrace. My fear 
had fled and returned as worship. We kissed each other with a passion that had 
been previously foreign I was hungry for her, and she me. My hands moved to 
cup her delicate face and my lips nibbled upon hers, softly I drew them into my 
mouth and our tongues met in the interval.

My kisses moved to her cheek and then she leaned her head back to offer me 
her neck. I kissed the soft skin on her neck, my tongue tasting the salt of her 
sweat. My hands released her face and found their way to her waist. There they 
were to slide across the curve of her hips and return to her torso in a gentle 
stroking motion. Still I kissed her neck in the secret places that caused her 
delight. She shrugged her shoulders and this drew my attention to their 
loveliness. As my lips pressed onto the place where the neckline becomes the 
shoulder she let out her breath suddenly and I heard the air caress my ear. Her 
scent was that of a rose and I was becoming light of head with her so near. 
My legs became weakened and I knelt before her in true worship. My hands 
upon her hips, I drew her close to me and kissed her chest, high between her 
breasts. My head was swimming in her aroma and I could hear the melody of 
birds as they sang our love song coupled with the sounds of my goddess as she 
was transfixed in what seemed her own trance. It was she now who took my 
head in her hands a directed me toward her breasts. I must stop now to describe 
these for they were none like I'd ever seen or heard tell of. They were not large 
nor small but could only be described as of perfection. Her purply nipples erect 
and resting at the mid point of the curve. My hands brushed softly across her 
nipples and she sighed with a tingling sensation coursing from them and 
deepening into a shudder as it reached her pelvis. I took one of her nipples into 
my mouth and with pursed lips I started to suck on it; my tongue reaching out 
in salute as I carried it across her tender skin. From inside she could feel her 
body swelling, her breath heightening to slow deep breaths that could be heard 
as she inhaled and exhaled. Her hands pulled me by my head to press against 
her bosom as I fondled them and skated my tongue on her nerve endings.
Quickly she bent her knees to be facing me in kneeling, I could look into her 
eyes and I could see diamonds as the sun reflected her love. She then lay down 
in the grass and followed, leaning above her, kissed her mouth. Again our lips 
entwined like lost lovers found anew. My kisses moved again to her neck and to 
her chest. Awhile my hands were stroking her arms and her breasts. With broad 
palms, they circled and covered the droplets of dew left by my tongue. I could 
feel her hips tense and rise from the ground as the a slight wave waxed through 
her body. Slowly I had found myself kissing her abdomen, I could sense her the 
fragrance of her love as it rose to match mine. I could see the soft red plumage 
of her femininity, curling into an oasis of desire. I kissed where hair meets skin 
and skin meets hair; where thigh becomes hip. She moaned from deep within 
her and her hips rose to follow my mouth as it receded. Another wave waxed 
from her head unto her feet, and waned.

She moved her legs and directed my attention to her the parting of the petals of 
her flower. I pressed my tongue to her and licked her full. I took her bud into 
my mouth and caressed it with my tongue, swirling it about her bud. I could feel 
it pulse in between my caressing lips as I drew back. Another moan escaped her, 
as deep as the previous as the waves became a constant ripple inside her. Her 
muscles were tightening despite her relaxation as inside her move in liquid 
motion. Separate from the rest of her, the muscles betwixt her thighs were 
responding unto themselves. Clearly a transfer from voluntary to involuntary 
movement had transpired. I continued licking her petals, occasionally darting 
my tongue inside her always to return to her floral bud and to kiss it gently, to 
caress it with my tongue, to nudge it with my lower lip. Her movement became 
more rhythmic and with each strike of my tongue, she met me with a pressing 
of her hips. Her breathing had increased and was much more shallow, gasps 
were intermittent as were her moans. She could feel the rising of the tide in its 
approach and was readying for herself. The ripples had inclined to waves again, 
but were fast and were crashing through her. Awhile, the rising of the tide in 
pulses signaled to her. My efforts increased in volume and in rapidity. My 
tongue was probing further inside her quicker, my upper lip was draping her 
bud with gentle strokes. She heaved a sigh and I took her bud full into my 
mouth, with my lips and my tongue, I drew upon her in mock sucking. Her 
hands clenched the grass beside her and she threw back her head. Her hips rose 
from the ground and attacked my mouth. The tide came without warning and 
was furious. A wave of two stories high swept through her body. She tensed to 
withstand it but she was able to only allow her breath to escape and the sound 
was the release of her voice. The tide carried her away and it became night with 
the stars then it slowly set her down. After shocks of the tide continued through 
her body as her heart pounded; threatening to explode from her chest.
I was again kissing her about her navel as she lay in a trance, her breathing in 
long, slow, deep breaths. Her body was pulsing and as she lay with her eyes 
closed, she ran her fingers through my hair. She was even more beautiful than 
she had be before. Her face was aglow and tiny droplets of perspiration salted 
her skin, and it was the taste of her in my mouth.

I was caressing her entire body with my hands, starting with her soft neck and 
drawing my hands down her body to her toes. Her body would rise from the 
ground following my hands. Using clever fingers, she was able to remove my 
clothing. She welcomed me to lay upon her and her mouth opened wide, letting 
out a quick breath as I entered her. Our hips were touching, I could feel her 
warmth surround me. I kissed her mouth, again our tongues were together. As I 
slowly slid in and out her, I was kissing her neck. I started to nibble her ear lobe 
and her breathing increased once again. As she kissed me, our hips were moving 
in silent rhythm, each responding to the other. She was breathing into my 
mouth and her breath was like honey. Ripples inside her gave way to waves 
again. Increasing in their force as they sought to overcome her.
She rolled me onto my back and sat astride me, her hands placed upon my 
chest. I reached up and placed my palms onto her breast and began a soft 
massage. Her nipples brushed against my palms sending electric current through 
her spine. Her hips were swaying as she hungrily took me inside her. She 
ground down upon me and my pelvis met, and matched, her movements. She 
increased her movements to prepare for the tide that was again hovering and 
threatening her. With each of her thrusts it came closer. Her body stood 
suspended inward and yet outward it became violent in tension. She let buckle 
her elbows and was lying on top me. I could feel her weight against me, her 
breasts close upon my chest. I circled my arms around her and held her firmly 
against me. I kissed her open mouth, biting her lips with mine. Her pellvis 
continued to thrust with quickening each time. She mover her hips up and down 
upon my shaft feeling it widen and fill her, shocks were sent through her up to 
behind her eyes. She was moving her hips fast and the shocks became a 
continuous current amplifying with every second. The tide stood poised about 
her and with one thrust is fell like a thunder head onto her. This time it swept 
her further into the sky carrying her into the darkness. Her head had no feeling 
and from her eyes she could see a thousand rainbows in perfect harmony. A 
flute lighted in her ear and she left the giant wave to float upon its melody. Her 
body electric, she could feel the powers of the universe stirring inside her and 
emanating from her loin. Mist passed her as she return to her physical, which 
was slowing convulsions as her thighs tightened and loosed themselves. Then 
she lay relaxed upon me, as I too had climaxed. There we lay for some 
moments, basking in he warm sun.

As we lay in the sunshine, our bodies were touching. Our breathing shallow, we 
spoke not. I closed my eyes to the sun and I felt her leave. I opened my eyes to 
find that in her place was a rose of the colour of the sun. I never saw this 
goddess again though I have been to that place many times. Every time I see a 
crane, I think of her and my eyes fill with tears for never since have I ever loved 
a woman. I continue to keep that rose with me. The petals are crumbling, its 
fragrance long lost and the stem broken from a fall. I look into the pouch that it 
is in every night and think of my only great love.
As night fell that day, I looked to the sky and I saw a flash crossing the sky, I 
knew it was her and that she would never return. When my time has come to 
join her in the sky, it is my wish that I be buried with that rose that I may 
present it to her in another realm.