Untamed Beauty by Jude Kyrie

Untamed beauty

Wild and lovely in the night
eyes on fire burning bright.
What power unseen created her
to walk among the mortals here

In what volcano's burning pyre
did her maker find her raging fire
the flames that glow deep inside
the light within her shining eyes.

What powers beyond this land
exist inside his mighty hands.
With softness sweet feminine beguile
What mortal hand dares touch such style.

Falling deep into her Wicca light
her skin so soft and winter white.
Did heavens chorus fill his ears
When his creation brought him tears.

Were tears from the beauty he did see
when with his hands he created thee.

The picture is the beautiful Miss Anne Margaret who I have held a burning crush on since boyhood.
How she could choose Elvis over me God only knows.