Hot on her face, her cheeks flushed, excited

fireflames are burning  all around, 

firmly treading the wrought iron walkway,

corn dollies hang in the night sky.

Blood red almost blue velvet gown

drapes against the fertile  body

writhing and dancing with the rapture of birth.

Her  arms are wrapped around his strong neck

he supports her as she  breathes ,

opening a new life out of her body

strong hands rub against her  spine,

relaxing and welcoming this  blessing.