Troy Stories

Helen of Troy  Spartan Queen Hair of Spun Gold I will always love you Your sensual beauty will never grow old Skin the colour of warm honey Soft and velvet touch I cry for you Wish I had been able to have given you love Woman to woman They say your face launched a Thousand ships Is that true? I only know my heart bleeds for you Queen of Sparta Three thousand years too late for me to know From lofty towers of Ilion You onc...