she's called herself sacred vanity..
undesired she thought..
hope was what she held unto..
broken heart-ed broke a heart by a split second..
sense of humor rather lovely...
A beautiful sculpture in the flesh...
You see your future in her eyes..
yet she refused to look you inside...

broken heart-ed broke a heart...
damaged him with a poisoned dart..
it was a work of perfect art...
for she was strong you see...
she kept whispering "let me be"...
strongest of them conquered her..
whom one might have conjured her...
he waited for her in distance land...
sinking under the forbidden sand...

they might say she's not worth gold...
in front of his eyes the mysteries unfold...
betrayed, it lead him to believe the wait was not worth..
but he insisted and kept going forth...
for one summer night she might come about...
and their love for each other shall bloom without a doubt...