James McLain Poems

I thought she was gone.
Insanity..
The judges ruled it long ago..
They gave insanity all that it
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From this point forward it was all a blur.
She was like a two armed, 'octopus.
My senses were overwhelmed.
Was I even in the same room at this point?
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The ribbed soft flexible my magic wand.
Gives you an open mouthed, teething massage,
Operated by a ten-speed you switch.
Located on the wand`s base slender handle.
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Her our our partner the bedroom
the woods, the bar, wheresoever
and control eye control and enjoy.
Toes can curl curling toes all that it abandons.
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The muscle.
Is hers and hers alone.
Crimsom loves.
Which it makes it beats because of love,
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To tired to live and tired I am.
Why I'm tired must I again become?
I know whats waiting there for me.
Why wait I trust become.
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I have eaten many earthworms making dirt.
Mother of all days and other days as Mother.
Savant crossing over streams,
to which was whispered did I hear, Resurgam.
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After It becomes hard.
Can you not see,
as it blooms from the throat.
The odor of passion.
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Aye they are both soft and brown.
Above the sky.
Under the moon near the well.
Lashes across the back.
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