Dance with me in the fire light, 'neath the Beltaine moon.
Come with me into the night, to where the Hawthorns bloom.
Happy Beltaine everyone! Or, as I like to refer to it, happy "dance around the fire naked and go screw like bunnies" day! Nothing like a good old fashioned pagan fertility holiday to get the blood pumping.
And while I am ensconced in my last week of classes and all those finals and final critiques are seriously looming dauntingly large, it is nonetheless Tuesday... and I most certainly could not resist combining two of my favorite things: Tattoos and Fire.