Each Gentle Breeze Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Each Gentle Breeze



When thinking?
Is this the voice where the tounge dissolved
warm the melting snow?
Moving me excessively, concerning how flows
the word which stood and still,
as formation of each gentle breeze is mixed,
wafted apart.
Being mixed by the wood and the bush and.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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