James Harris Poems
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The Child's Protection
Little girl, little girl what did you see?
A thing of horror chasing after me
Little girl little girl were you not scared?
More than I thought I could possibly bear
He was a man about oh so high
I swear I came just to his thigh
I knew he was off, not quite right
I was chilled by him at first sight
He wore a hat that covered his gaze
And weaves lies like some kind of maze
The kind you can end up lost in for days
All things around him reeks and decays
He looks upon children with a sick grin
Like looking upon us is his kind of sin
The evil ...
Your bare body lit solely by moon's light
Such a thing to take away my very breath
Your Eyes, to get very lost in them forever
Your lips, to linger on them for an eternity
Your touch, a caress I never want to end