You have no wings, but Oh, your eyes
So brown, and such beauty to see
Enough of your lovely disguise
I know, an angel you must be
Such flowing hair so black as night
Whose sky is sprinkled dusty white
By stars that glowed to our delight
To give us dreams so very blithe
What fun to have your company
To see your smile, or hold your hand
As all the cares you whisked away
As though at Heaven's gate I stand.
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