If By Her Lips Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

If By Her Lips



They cling
and one small step foward
bring me closer to death
then I will.

Weeping often
open to blame none but me.

Then if I can't be shed of them
and they cling all the more.
Then even like that when I must.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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