Tears A Sixpenny Piece

Come she to me with all her red fire hair a’flying

Sparkling quietude her round brown eyes

Tears a sixpenny piece, a kiss against my cheek

Mystique, her very being the soft breath of elfin song

Her face pale like the moon at dawn all for the love of me

Between heartbeats she drifts, a shimmer

Her laughter star-scattered song, beckons me closer

Spilling secrets vanishing as petals fold against the sun

Yet lingering, waiting for the night music to begin

She vanishes just beyond belief

Leaving only the warmth of her fleeting presence

Longing lingers like a dream upon waking

Her fragrance haunts the stillness, a whisper

Leaving colours 0f morning where her laughter once danced.

Tears a sixpenny piece, a kiss against my cheek