she was a fair Norwegian princess
she gave her heart
she gave it whole
it had nothing to do with size
she had Latvian eyes
i held the door for her at the theatre
she scanned me once she scanned me twice
she shimmered with a thousand heats
she was a fire every night
she had Latvian eyes
Bette Davis was a conceptual idea
not a visual prize
Kim Carnes herself
tried to tell us tried to sell us
she had Latvian eyes
she was a champion
of both time and space
took a bit to finally realise
it was all the same vision
she had Latvian eyes
as with every single morning broken
and all the other dawns
they slowly rise
above and below the cloudy sky
she had Latvian eyes
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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