She Is...

Poem By Stephen De Marino

She is glass
All fragility and transperency
She is steel
Flexible with her strength
She is flannel
Soft comfort from the cold world
She is skin
My desire and connection
She is wife
Completion of my soul.

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Ode to a spouse. A winner.

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