So she'd haunted the autumn green
Before the russets came on the breeze
Soaring here and flitting there
With her mane of soft beechnut hair

I'd hold you
I'd touch you
I'd Love you
I'd Thrill you

So she brought her flame to the mists
where waters edge and wood softly kissed
My gleaming fey child of starry eyes
My full lipped thunder, My dragonfly

You'd still me
You'd Thrill me
You'd bleed me
You'd feed me

I'd hold you
I'd touch you
I'd Love you
I'd Thrill you

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