The leaded window opened To move the dancing candle flame And the first moths of summer Suicidal came And a new breeze chattered In a may-bud tenderness Sending water-lillies sailing As she turned to get undressed. And the long night awakened And we soared on powdered wings Circling our tomorrows In the wary month of spring Chasing shadows slipping In a magic lantern slide Creatures of the candle On a night-light-ride Dipping and weaving, flutter Through the golden needle's eye In our haystack madness Butterfly-stroking On a spring-tide high Life's too long (as the leaming said) As the candle burned and the moths were wed And we'll all burn together as the wick grows higher Before the candle's dead The leaded window opened To move the dancing candle flame And the first moths of summer Suicidal came To join in worship Of the light that never dies In a in moment's reflection Of two moth's spinning in her eyes