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I didn't know your
Name,

So I'll call you Diana.

I know only a few things about you,
But do know that what I know about
You is all that will matter.

I know that your voice
Is sweet; a peach with no pit,
As if Nature had given me tastes
Of fresh air then condemned me to my city
Of smog.

You have hair that makes
Starlight jealous-- white and
Glorious as your
Wrinkled face that matches mine.

But what grabbed me were your eyes--
so soft and tender, and I think,
Where is her man?

So I lose myself in your eyes and hands,
Drown in those clear forest-green glades.

You had no wedding ring
'round your finger.
But I couldn't find the courage
To fix that.

Description
I didn't know your
Name,

So I'll call you Diana.

I know only a few things about you,
But do know that what I know about
You is all that will matter.

I know that your voice
Is sweet; a peach with no pit,
As if Nature had given me tastes
Of fresh air then condemned me to my city
Of smog.

You have hair that makes
Starlight jealous-- white and
Glorious as your
Wrinkled face that matches mine.

But what grabbed me were your eyes--
so soft and tender, and I think,
Where is her man?

So I lose myself in your eyes and hands,
Drown in those clear forest-green glades.

You had no wedding ring
'round your finger.
But I couldn't find the courage
To fix that.