Once there was a girl
With the golden hair
And her eyes and her eyes
Were stones and gems of golden days
And her locks and her curls
Were made to match her matchless ways
And her eyes and her eyes
Were so young were so bright
The dark blue complexion of the skies
Reflected the way she moved
The gracious wave of love's soft clouds
Through which the moon lit up her eyes
Her eyes and her eyes and her eyes
Like the lizard moorish queen
With looks from heaven come from sand
Lured into her cave of dreams
I was loved
And I was damned.
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