For all those out there who are into Celtic music, I need a tune (either traditional or composed by you) for this poem.

Backround: Last March I was staying with a friend in Chicago. One morning I woke early with the sun coming in the window and these words were in my head. I started with the first line and they just tumbled out. A tune too, but I'm not happy with it. Too chant-like. I imagine something slow and Celtic, with lots of ornamentation.

Oh yes, while I don't feel I can really claim authorship, if this really does come out of me and not some Spirit, it must have its source in some way from William Butler Yeats' "Song of Wandering Aengus", and I often fancy it's the shape-changer's answer to his yearning...

Or maybe it's an answer to the question "What do women really want?"

Since I don't know how to do the line breaks, I'm just inserting slashes so if some kind soul wants to "re-format" it for me he/she is welcome to do so...

(Oh PS I have asked my firend Patrick for a tune, so if he can come up with it before anyone else he has first dibs-- but I've been waiting almost a year...)

Willy, why do I fevered in my bed lie...
I for the sun sigh, I for the moon cry.
Willy, bring me the sun and the moon
and I will rise and follow you
In my golden gown, In my silver shoon.
I will follow you over the sea
and not once look behind me
and all I own I'll give to thee...

And I'll follow you into the hills
and into the fairy mound if you will;
and taking my place in the fairy ring
I'll dance to the music of the fairy king
and dream sweet dreams where the fairies sing.
And in the night I'll lay me down
In my silver shoon, in my golden gown
and you'll take off your fairy crown.
And I'll feed you kisses one by one
mouth to mouth and tongue to tongue!
and when we've done with all our kisses
we'll go on to other blisses.

But Willy, first I ask this boon
Bring me the sun and bring me the moon.

Bekki Shining Bearheart copyright 2001

Thanks Folks,

Bekki