On Animals, ' And Once Being Poem by James McLain

On animals, and once being,
oh, ' you smile and yes i was.
And there you sit i watch inside the trembling
in your thighs.
Must i tear you out away and rain it drips
down from from the clouds.
Soft and sweet and dreams,
when once you came are never far, at hand.
Truly then it's true you must and be so meek,
the scent of you afraid.
Sucking noises through,
i never thought, i felt your face.
Tearing open all the soft white clouds,
just too watch it rain.