 | To mortal Men, a wonder she is; kind and golden and bright. To me, my love is much more dear; to me, she gives light. My dear Malliel is as soft as snow; as beautiful as the dew on the morn. When our eyes first met, and our lips first smiled; love in our hearts was born. Now I cannot tell how much I love her, how dear she is to me; our child alone understands us. Together, a family, we are free. |
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A Wonder
Submitted by Andarne on July 30th, 2009
