You Confuse Me With A Simple Day Not Made Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

You Confuse Me With A Simple Day Not Made



Parting seas in oceans dress
colors us in playing water sent
flowers put rising dew skyward
petals blow is scent to beauty in.

Streams consult thought in waves
permission rests is a soft cloud is
hand parting fingers spread to leave
lashes dew in hair counted as stars.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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