Comely Saracen

Veiled beauty so homely, so chaste Purging-black your crown doth baste Cloistered mantle throttles your solemn waste Erudite cloak exhibits subtle, stolid taste Sensual nature appealingly encased Your virtue, fealty cannot be effaced All pageantry and style have been erased Remaining, intrinsic qualities meekly showcased Outwardly modest; inwardly circumspect Physical qualities restrained, derelict Bearing your social stigma without respect For the fashion police; who your sublimity reject Bridled maiden so simple, so plain Retract your temporal, flowing mane Reveal your fair, pale grain Your passion, honor no longer restrain