Essences
She wore windsong
Such a delicate
Not real strong
The first time we met
Our love couldn't be wrong
~
Very alluring
She wore Nightshade
On our second date
My vision blurring
My speech slurring
~
Just for fashion
And to drive me wild
She wore passion
I was her child
And it was our date number 3
~
She is my nightshade
My mentor too
She comes to my aid
~
Her sensuality, her love
Her passion
As if from above
~
An angel to me
Her windsong of
Warm sweet love
So wild so strong
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LOve...Jaqi
© 1998-2005
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