You must tell me what you are,
The daughter of the heavens,
Or the princess of all angels,
I know you have to be one.
I saw your true form,
I saw a beautiful soul,
I saw the purest heart,
I saw the angel's eyes.
I can only imagine the day,
The suns rays first touched,
That beautiful perfect face,
Creating fear in Olympians.
Aphrodite ran to the windows,
Looking at you with ugly envy,
She howled in anger at the sun,
The sun which revealed to me.
The mystical spirit which did bear,
Untold beauty, unassailable purity,
I shall thank the gods that I saw it,
I swear to the universe, you shall not cry.
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