I remember The Calla Lily br The Field full to running over br And my most beloved br Running without a care br With a most magestic Roe br His breath was that of sweet wine br A bouquet that only Saints could smell br His Armor was of molten gold br Laid heavy upon his chest br Oh and the Calla Lily br I can still smell them so sweet br In the later air br In the time br Of my Prime br They were just everywhere br br br Inspired by: The Book, The Song Of Solomonbr br Theodora (Theo) Onkenbr br