A goddess of a girl, all would say

The envy of most maidens, whom I came to love

She awoke at dawn, just to dance at dusk. 

Her laughter filled my soul

A euphoria I could not naturally muster up

A soul I craved, and a body I longed for

Under the stars, her touch numbed all sorrow

I gifted my heart, though she be not a sir

Nevertheless, she is a god and I love her


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