She pours soft refrains
She struggles in the lanes
Her soul's at liberty
two bodies therefore will be
with such a practised frost
recording how she 'lost'
the lightning that she knew
the fire that she drew
and wrapping rail by rail
she wrings a crystal veil
She did not know I saw
She ate that fellow raw
On stump and stack and stem
Recordless except for them
that night's fireflies will be
blinking when we set them free
She struggles in the lanes
Her soul's at liberty
two bodies therefore will be
with such a practised frost
recording how she 'lost'
the lightning that she knew
the fire that she drew
and wrapping rail by rail
she wrings a crystal veil
She did not know I saw
She ate that fellow raw
On stump and stack and stem
Recordless except for them
that night's fireflies will be
blinking when we set them free