I think back to the day I saw you

I was but a boy

Staring at goddess right before my very eyes

With hair of fire skin of silk

Eyes of anabranches blue

Flowing clear a'top the silt

With redonance my nose imbued

The scent of sap with hints of rain

I was but a boy

Enthralled by just the sight of you

Before my very eyes

I craved you with the strength that

Lucifer craved God's demise

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