My Saviour Poem by PAUL COLVIN

My Saviour



Big and bright
Round and pure
And of her lips
Soft yet strong
Pouting, creased, perfect
To kiss my blues away.
In rain she’s sun
Too hot, my fan
She thaws my mind
And stirs my heart
She gave me life,
My saviour.

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