She wouldn't even have to ask
she would already know the answer.
If she needed the air that I breathed
all she would have to do
is breathe.
I'd give her anything
she would ever need.
If she ever needed rest
I'd be her pillow.
If she ever needed life
she would have mine.
She wouldn't even have to ask.
Copyright © 2001 T. J. Daniels
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