something this beautiful deserves to be seen on someone worthy of its beauty
And lead me up the staircase
Won’t you whisper soft and slow
I’m captivated by you, baby
Like a fireworks show
Capricorns like things done right the first time.
There was a land of Cavaliers and Cotton Fields called the Old South. Here in this pretty world, Gallantry took its last bow. Here was the last ever to be seen of Knights and their Ladies Fair, of Master and of Slave. Look for it only in books, for it is no more than a dream remembered, a Civilization gone with the wind…