Mere child
Child, dew, desert
~
When I met her
She was but a mere child
Now look at her
A full-grown lady
~
No longer wild
Like the morning dew
Clings to all the plants
I wished we could never be apart
~
She is morning and night too
And all things in between
I live to hear her say, I love you
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LOve...Jaqi
© 1998-2005
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