Synonymous To Poem by James McLain

Dear synonymous,

Yesterdays folly grew bold..in the fold of your skirt
...) it(..was desperate..not depraved..as she whops
..milk..missed my cup..danced in my eye..fell as tera
Cannoning my pants in a crease..where..) it(..fell...
lonely is my hand..the thrill..of spelunking deep in
your cave..drinking the water..and nap in a thrill..of
a dream...driving so deep..we wreck..our jeep..on the
hill where all go to..visit twin..peaks..in our hand..gently tweak..
My eyes grow dim with age after..years of joy..we leavened
my toy with..lavender made into soap..whats a bubble
or two..in the nose..a den..a place that gave..us a girl..pearl
of pink is her face...) it(..grows..dusky eyes wave..hand to tired
..most loves..first love..) it(s..life..blessed is the grip that..) it(
missed..being..) it(s..wolf of a wife..) it(s laid to sleep
..........) it(s...lovenly..loven) it(s..love
..............................................) it(s..never..regreted..) it(