By Aaron... cloudy@infowest.com
Date: 8 December 2000
Chalese
Chalese
Closing my eyes, I dream of her.
Her words sweet like golden honey.
A butterfly appears, gracefully beautiful just as she.
Lovingly she looks at me. I melt.
Everything but love doth fade away.
She takes away the pain I should have felt.
Eternal love will never leave. I pray.
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