[Poetry] Special Someone

Dark curls, gray eyes
Always honest, never lies
Crisp jeans, cotton shirts
A gentle touch that never hurts
Sharp mind, cautious heart
A love he’ll never tear apart.

© Jade M. Wong

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[Poetry] Forest Feast

Frost clung to the branches
Of the barren trees,
And the cotton snow sighs
Beneath our feet.

Yet, we barely feel
The chilly air,
For our lips trail fire
Wherever they meet.

© Jade M. Wong

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