Fancy

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She's dressed in her finest of clothes. The best of her makeup is displayed on her face, gold and pearls hang from her ears and neck. Her fingers are decorated with gold bands.

She's a sight for anyone. She's a queen to the commoner, she's a disgrace to anyone higher. With her white dress and brand of gold and pearls, she's my angel tonight.

She wears her hair down, her curls bouncing as she walks, her dress flowing in the wind but doesn't make it to her mid-thighs. Her sun-kissed skin is vibrant in the day and dark in the night. She's my grace in the day and my sin by the night.

She's dressed in her finest, she's dressed to kill tonight, and my soul is lost in her.