There’s a wonderful photographer by the name of Zuzana, who created the following three photos of the model…so I split the poem into three parts with the page associated with that picture, just above its poem…..
She could kill with her eyes, but she chose to seduce
There things she denied but they always reduced
She was Free as a bird and she’d never be caught
But you’d better be ready with the answer she sought
Or you’d never, no never see her, ever again.
She dreamt of a man, but he didn’t exist,
But she never gave up, even through darkened mists
Then one day like another he suddenly came
Twas the first time she smiled with a heart that could kiss
And she’s never, no never, been the same, ever again
She’s mystery to me and a mystery to you,
She will make eyes at men and they’ll fall for her too
But her green eyes tell me that she’s always too far
The worst of it is, that she’s always been true
So, she’ll never, no never, let you come nigh, ever again.