Independent Harmony
I love my girl
My girl loves me
She is a dreamer
My girl's the dream
Her pretty face
Each eyelash grown
Every fleck of green
Her eyes have known
Her pale red lips
Have beauty's glow
A half a million sips
I've tasted slow
Her olive skin
So smooth and deep
Wraps a body slim
Makes a body weep
And it's Ambrosia's scented air
That follows her most everywhere
Allure' Allure' activation pure
Aroma of her all is cure
Her lavish voltage
Besparks her soul
Ignites the perfect
Player's stage
And makes the rainbow
Colors whole
Let the Lady through
Separate the crowd
Let her dance the tune
On the wood-elf's shroud
I see the bars and space
Of a symphony
Written on her face
Independent harmony
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