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Dec 2012
my lady is crowned with flowers of saffron
and sunfire gleaming she honeycombs through her hair;
her eyes are rain-streaked as silver-stirred seas
and she holds grace and the depth
of an ivory-blushed wild rose's many petals:
mellifluous fanciulla della mar,
what magic she has, how strange she is still to me!
Elizabeth Mayo
Written by
Elizabeth Mayo  Tampa, FL
(Tampa, FL)   
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   Victoria and ---
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