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To Maria. With brown eyes showering sparks,
her black hair runs in the wind. Maria uttered in a thousand accents all dedicated to one woman. I’d worship her with my mouth, hot dedication to light stars If only I could just find the embodiment of her wonder. |
To Joan Blue eyes lit in concentrating
blond hair falling by your side. Delicate work is your pride your a woman found in the ages. I’d worship you with my eyes, scolding dedication to flame fires, If only I could just have lived when your life was afire. |
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To Camomile Blue eyes searching for peace,
your brown hair a mess. A woman who’d never felt love, but managed to chain mine I’d worship you with my heart a wonder I’m still alive, If only I could have just kept you in the style you’d grown up in. |
To Elisabeth Blue eyes locked in total control,
wild red hair bound in sprit. A mistress with no master, your a woman found in us all. I’d worship you on my knees, a loyal freewoman for your army, If only I could have just died in exertion to your service. |
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To -- Brown eyes unrecognised
her long black hair is tied back. A woman who walks my path, Do you understand who I am? I’d worship you with my knowledge happily teaching us things. If only I just hu’d the guts to show you what I am. |
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