She stands in beauty, in perfection,
Embodiment of joy, affection…
She is a goddess on the Earth:
Without cruelty and curse
She made the world lie at her feet,
She knows how to hold the lead
And live in peace and in the glare.
The gust of wind plays in her hair
And soars inspired in the air
By beauty blinded like a boy.
It sings with birds a song of joy
And preaches love and tender care.
Her beauty heals from pain, despair
By having brought them into naught.
Her pure eyes are full of thought
Her rosy lips sealed with a secret
Are perfect; there’s nothing wicked.
She stands in beauty, in perfection,
She’s Eva and she needs affection.
For all Evas
© Copyright: Мадлен Драма, 2015
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