Insomniac's Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Insomniac's



The stars are bright
the moon behind her
friend to me seems
empty but it's always full
and empty space has friends
that only one, such I can know.

Awake you are asleep
and I am deep inside your dreams
The mirror never lies
my hands are right behind
your head.

I see your face beneath the sheets
the river is not mine.
The comet that I ride it has no tale
that I can climb.

Wednesday, January 28, 2015
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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