Behind her veil, behind her eyes,
Her beauty hidden by others’ lies
Smoothly flowing fabric fastened
Corrupted signals her soul to shield
Water vanquished, fresh air vanished,
Allegations that her soul was tarnished.
Yet all those days and nights denial
Spent avoiding hate’s reprisal
Holding to her lover’s hand fast
Holding to those truths that last
Would her surrender pain abate
Instead her courage trust restates.
Behind her veil, behind her eyes
History’s secrets, family ties,
Taking, talking, nothing hastened
To no fear or worry does she yield
Tears and rain that vineyards nourish
Till sundrops make her wine well flourish.
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