Gothic Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Gothic



My love, my expensive,
I touch your cold flesh,
I embrace your blue lips, and request.
this evening you will return.
never not to still leave.

Thursday, January 28, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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