one of beauty's daughters

your name will walk the years of shame

your hands

my face

the look

the taste

to gaze how fondly on thy beautiful face

to fold thee in my great arms

my dark embrace

in my arms i comforted her

and she looked up at me

weep did she and tried to escape

my mind she did read

i held her face in my hands and winked my eye

whispering into her ear now your min"