Her Allure

She moved among with earthly feet
Unbeknown to the heavens above as sweet
With gentle locks of wavy hair
The tenderness of her gentle stare

Smitten was thy heart of strings
Beside the fire of sultan kings
Heavenly bound in earthly chains
Like echoes whisper among the crane's

Her allure, beside the flame
Heavenly sight, confound her name
Exquisite like, fine drops of wine
That flows upon her like a loving vine

To taste the nectar of thy sweet
That moves among with earthly feet

Twice thy heart strings, plucked the bow
Beneath the light that heaven shows
Beacon of gentle light
Beneath the stars you glisten bright

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