[Verse 1]
Afghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true blue thoroughbred
Head a chiselled face of fables
Omen of no ill
[Verse 2]
Hills that spread around your chamber
Blooms that twine around your ears
Blossoms of the royalest texture angel of the years
[Verse 3]
Clad in sacks and scraps of linen
Living 'neath your waterwell
Praying that my youthy pauper's face
Will quench you well
[Verse 4]
Gazelle girl striding through your palace
Precious jewels nestle in your hair
Rameses born with platinum future
Take my heart and care
Afghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true blue thoroughbred
Head a chiselled face of fables
Omen of no ill
[Verse 2]
Hills that spread around your chamber
Blooms that twine around your ears
Blossoms of the royalest texture angel of the years
[Verse 3]
Clad in sacks and scraps of linen
Living 'neath your waterwell
Praying that my youthy pauper's face
Will quench you well
[Verse 4]
Gazelle girl striding through your palace
Precious jewels nestle in your hair
Rameses born with platinum future
Take my heart and care
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!