Little Lady Roy Harper

I once held a lantern of love in my hands
She was all I could see
Kicking the brown leaves of childhoold around us
We danced the deep sea

That welled from the spring of the boy that I was
Held in her flame
Feeling her learning, watching her burning
To see the first man I became

Little lady
Who made me
Was it you
Or is it that old unforgiveness
That I can't forget

I was her warchild and she was my wildcat
We lived in a dream
Woke up for summer unfolding the secret
And broke up downstream

Facing the current that said that we
Couldn't go on
Tearing the seed out with sharp tongues and no doubt
Before it was born