James McLain Poems

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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Aye they are both soft and brown.
Above the sky.
Under the moon near the well.
Lashes across the back.
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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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I thought she was gone.
Insanity..
The judges ruled it long ago..
They gave insanity all that it
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It flutters in accross on top of your fingers.
Yet you knew it, they are it's breath it's wings.
Tirelessly they beat against you, your buff
moans within it's wind as it shakes it.
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Red Lips, are one plan
and the fires they light
burn too hot..Pink lips,
cause me too shiver.
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