Innocent Flower, Is Love To A Snail... Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Innocent Flower, Is Love To A Snail...



Salt was a trap laid so still at night, around
her blush so pink, frail bloom hid the eyes of heaven, softy
dripping is necktie in dew form.
A branch of eternity, blows her wind, I tumble in to the scents
of her yesterdays, washed clean, by her breath.
The bamboo sighs, in regret, sprouting one more long leaf.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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