I always looked at you from the side

Lovingly, adoringly, glancing at you

And hazy through my lashes I saw a halo

Saffron and ivory, you were holy

I'm sure I only ever saw your full face

When I, at last, turned to walk away

And saw clearly curled around your skull

Great horns, now so much like bone

Dipped in thin gilt, you did not know sin

You were always without your share of guilt