Song to the Marble Woman

Betwixt the glow of sultry sunrise
And the passion of the night,
I wait eternally for footsteps
Whispering of my lady's flight.

She runs in terror through the archway,
Through halls of stone and lead.
Maiden! Wouldst thou stay to hear me?
Let me flee from fear instead!

Dearest child of Fay enchantment,
Born from womb of winged love--
Thou art surely better suited
For the skies so blue above.

Your home shall be my highest tower,
And your gown shall be of gold.
Stay with me, elusive Idol!
Teach me Life, ere I grow old!

Love me as you love the sunrise
And the glow of winter's night.
Cease eternally your footsteps:
Never shall you take to flight.

Run in laughter through the archway,
Orchards bathed in Autumn red.
Maiden! Wouldst thou stay so near me--
Wise, and e'er one step ahead.