Every dawn of our lives a heart is forged and
Linked with lore to the one so similar
Born with blessed life dust
Stored beneath its soul
To bless and pass it to its children.
Even though the wind may blow it all away
Don't ever worry 'cos I'm your friend.
Fghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true blue thoroughbred
Head a chiselled face of fables
Omen of no ill
Hills that spread around your chamber
Blooms that twine around your ears
Blossoms of the royalest texture angel of the years
Clad in sacks and scraps of linen
Living 'neath your waterwell
Praying that my youthy pauper's face
Will quench you well
Gazelle girl striding through your palace
Precious jewels nestle in your hair
Rameses born with platinum future
Take my heart and care.