Deep inside the forest not known to many folks I ventured looking for the dame in countless rumors I heard overseas where I belonged Beauty incomparable to Helen of Argus Whose face launched a thousand ships, Whose smile brought great heroes and demigods to their knees. I helplessly attempted and failed To comprehend the beauty that is rumored to bring Helen of Troy to chagrin. Poetries and songs about her beauty Overflowed the great nations of the east and of the west Like a reckless flood devouring all in its path, Like a never-ending rain that had the world under its terrors. Her eyes rumored to put the greatest of minds in peril, Her hair flowing down her waist like an endless stream of honey covered in scarlet blood, Her voice, rumored to have rested the weary and tired souls from the battle of Cannae, putting them in an endless dream they would never wake up from. I have travelled the world twice and seen everythin...