A Goddess In A Modern World
Mel Merrill
No artist ever captured
with his palette or his brush,
the beauty of your emerald eyes
that cause the gods to blush
The seven wonders pale beside
the magic of your smile,
and the water lilies humbly bow
which bloom along the Nile
A goddess in a modern world
a world that cannot see,
the ancient magic that you use
to cast your spells on me
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