Yearning Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Yearning



The yearning and
Every tender throb And gentle ache
That embodied you,
Have vanished into the gloomy void.

Now, at night, you arrive
Unsmilingly, to rest with me
A lifeless, frigid weapon
Upon my feverish, aching soul.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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