Dong-tian Taoci: a poem By John McKinley Pride Jr
She was like winter ceramics; like porcelain to the touch; a poem about romance and love.
Truly my angle from above; my dong-tian taoci; I’ll always need you; so promise me you will never let me go.
Among the flowers and the trees; you are dear to me; so lost with out you.
You brought new life to me opened my eyes so I could see; then you brought me to my single knee; could you forever love only me; my dong-tian taoci.
By John McKinley Pride Jr.