Him Poem by Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Saint John's Hospital, Springfield, Illinois

Him



It is before the sunset when
I see those eyes of blue.
An embrace of warm compassion,
the sweet taste of him runs true.
The Axe on him stimulates
the thunderous beat of my heart.
It feels like love! Oh! It must be love,
for nothing can tear us apart.

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Amber Jones

Amber Jones

Saint John's Hospital, Springfield, Illinois
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