Him His Self

Poem By Caitlin Johnson

His love is like a razor.
It cuts me deep.
His hugs heal.
His kisses strenghten my skin.
His caress protects.
Its a cycle.
His everything takes care of me.
Him his self is the antidote to me.
Hes like a drug my body just can't get enough.
My body says more.
He's the thing that keeps me going each and every other day.
Hes that everything!

Comments about Him His Self

Thank you Caitlin for this wonderful tribute to the love of your life. Love & hugs, Barbara


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