Fluttering stardust brushed me
As she faltered in her flight,
And the touch of her wings was lightning in the dusk …
But when she was gone there was nothing there,
Save the empty breeze in the passing year.
Sprite from another world
Please
Return once again like the night,
But sprite from another world
Please
Don’t touch me in your flight
RAE, 26 December 1976
Fluttering stardust brushed me
As she faltered in her flight,
And the touch of her wings was lightning in the dusk …
But when she was gone there was nothing there,
Save the empty breeze in the passing year.
Sprite from another world
Please
Return once again like the night,
But sprite from another world
Please
Don’t touch me in your flight
RAE, 26 December 1976