true love

October 16, 2011
When your sweet lips,
They kiss mine,
The sweet smell of clementine,
Brings back those days when we were young,
My memories stir and I become,
The once young lady from the pond,
Where water sat and glistened listlessly,
My prince,my love, you found me there,
Your maiden true and fair,
Through hardships and tough storms,
Our love grew stronger as you held me in your arms.

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