Faun Love-Song

dearest, sweetest faun
red-scarfed and golden
the bluest intensity
any eye has known
tea kettles and pan-pipes
gentle conversation by firelight

as a child I loved thy sweet goat-feet
older now, I adore every hairy tuft
eager furred patches of glory
no Bacchanalia tempts me
Pan's call falls on deaf ears
for I love thou only, Mr. Tumnus