Faun Song

The rain fell softly
Her bare feet in the mud
Steam rising off her body
For the heat of her blood
There's a hole in the clouds for the moon
Hear the wind howl and croon
Her dress hangs over
Her delicate form
Lightning flashes in the distance
Embrace the storm
I hear her calling my name
Hear me calling hers the same

The faun have woken up
They circle the clearing
Pushing us nearer
Her gaze is searing
And though it's dark I am blessed with sight
Mountaintops pale in the night
Cloth lying in a puddle
Skin against the grass
Breath like autumn air
Eyes of glass
And the North Star burns out
As the Earth is spun about



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Meakins
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