Airda Jones

Rookie (Sept.17,1988 / US)

Nature's Finer Works - Poem by Airda Jones

I'm breathing but
The air pollutes my lips
For even it's innocent taste
Cannot compare to your kiss

And the sun, it burns
Crisps my skin from above
But the warmth of him around me
Is by far just enough

The sky is blue but
It's color can never compare
To the drunkening brandy
Color that twinkles so rare

So I am left to suffer
Nature's best attempt
But if it is not you
Then it is of ill content.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 9, 2008

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