She Poem by simon thorpe

She



You are the sultry, setting sun,
All the colours of the rainbow after the storm,
You are the fiery, flame that warms my heart,
The subtle. Sublime smell of freshly cut grass.
You are the one who makes me laugh when I am morose,
Courageous in times of aversity,
You give me hope in times of vulnerability and faith when all seems lost.
You are the running river that flows into the ocean beyond,
The snow that glistens on the mountain top.
You are the one, you are the everything

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