Jolene Poem by Aron Heroux
Jolene
Through the glass, snow falls
silently on the city below
Snow falls, but time
-time has stopped long ago
A warm breath stirs me
from a waking dream
I touch her face
her skin like cream
I kiss soft lips and
stare into eyes blue
-mirrors of the sky
that pierce me through
The sounds of the city
seem so far away
Whispers urge me to go
but my heart wants to stay
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4/17/2024 9:08:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this poem is really cute i like it's me.....except i have green eyes!