brought candle light to me
we shuddered outside in the heat
wind blew through the opened doors
it was summertime. You know how that goes...
Between the magic and the dangers
the sheets catching sunlight on the line
we could kiss like strangers
waiting for nightfall
waiting for the moon to shine...
In the pools of wax; marking tools for time
the seconds leave impressions
the minutes gallup and the hours fly by
bodies of light, a moth's wing
I drew a tattoo on your back while I listened to you sing...
And then Handsel rode by
you could tell by the bells and the caravans
juggling fire like a gun for hire
spinning pinwheels like giant fans...
He left a little flame
for you and I
He read a little note
and watched while I cried
He saw you pick me up and then continued to ride
once upon a time