James McLain Poems

come and come again.
and when you do.
i will be as last you saw me.
standing there.
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Hope is but to each oasis,
and tall shady palms
above
deep cool springs.
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After the interview;
Each rider and horse,
move it off, all too quickly.
My head how it spins, around it.
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Love-Lily-Rose-More
and though the moon is high.
even it must come down again.
sometimes it is too hard,
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She fought against his,
in her mind the sound of only.
Even when he slept there
sweet and fondly.
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i think i do it,
'because you like it'
but if i keep doing it,
you mustn't tell her why.
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Pink Pearl Necklace; and heaven is this,
My island an afterthought mornings glow
and pink sands where coral waves grow.
Happy are the clams every night as pink
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The line..the stream is...
white and endless....
long hair...now tied back....
Sitting down one milkmaid...
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Being Young and Sweet,
and i stood out just that much more.
Full lips and out stretched arms that
pull me out of my mind and
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