Hares

When she Comes - words by Sarah Hesketh

And when she comes she comes like wine

flooding my veins with her rosehip

And when she comes I feel her dark ask

pressing its shade to my skin

I let her in, I let her in

And when she comes I yield to her cry

Losing my own names within me

And when she comes we soar with one shape

Surrender ourselves to the wind

I let her in, I let her in

And when she comes we leap like flame

and turn up our hearts to the moon

And when she comes she leaves me wanting

Forcing our parting too soon

I let her in, I let her in

And when she goes she leaves me gold-flecked

And I kick the dawn o’er the fields

I let her go, I let her go