Eva Maria
Wrap me in your golden
glow
Let me feel love so my
heart will flow
Silence is the curse of
the damned
In your soft golden hair I
want to land
Where may I find my Eva
Maria?
Her heart so gentle, her spirit
on fire
With conviction forged in
poverty
She lifted herself with
inspiring alacrity
So many detractors ready
to destroy
Her destiny they craved to
be Helen of Troy
She cried inside with
conviction purity for the hopeless
Acted with love in a
saintly surge to soothe their soreness
Eva Maria went early from life
Her concert of beauty
touching all dimensions of strife
Her truth was
accomplishing within the realities that held
Her mind, that feverish
light, gave love and endures
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