I dream you and I unforget,
My tart and lovely cool brunette,
Once more with love you wield that pain,
Dead lover now twice over slain!
Lean lust in an evening dress,
My hungry green-eyed sorceress,
Your flesh like polished ivory,
My lethal sly calamity!
Now in my dreams as once in life
Provayer of the cruelest strife,
I thought that gold would make you mine
My laughing heartless concubine.
I drowned in your long, scented hair,
Ah, shameless girl, you did not care!
With silver crowns I crowned your head,
You drugged me! I was left for dead!
I searched for you for countless years,
At first through one long sea of tears,
Across vast deserts, distant lands,
Exotic shores and lonely strands.
Then in one teeming slum that meets
Dark alleyways and grimy streets,
In some cheap brothel you were there,
With still your lovely scented hair.
Your eyes held not the least surprise,
My face you did not recognize,
With rasping voice I spoke my name,
You shrugged and said: “It’s all the same.”
“You may, indeed, spend time with me,
Just pay, up front, this modest fee!”
In tears I fled down that long stair,
Drunk with the scent of her dark hair.
I dream you and I unforget,
My tart and lovely cool brunette,
Once more with love you wield that pain,
Dead lover now twice over slain!
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