Dark eyed Queen of Florence
She meant a lot to you
She was in all your pictures
You talked about her brown eyes
How they are so soft
and more subdued

My eyes are blue
And fierce and bold
Like ice, waves and rain
Vast like sky
And like clouds tinged in gold
I could never stay in one place

Dark eyed Queen of Florence
She was beautiful and fine
She smoked cigarettes and
drank her expensive wine
But me?
No-no.
While she was on the ground
I was learning how to fly