James McLain Poems

Like me when you have known.
The charm of my sweet sisters.
And sincere from infancy at any age,
you whom are only because,
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Red neck Decisions allowed to procreate.
Why?
When by electrocution
was to good for the man to be proper humane.
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Each full moon Li Po,
pink pearls flowers deep in the well.
Down by the city that sleeps.
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Confused intuition.
Until upon it she strikes.
She comes awake because of the coming.
Talking in her sleep and of others.
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You divide each echo in delightful sound,
but withdraw from the head of pleasure.
If you make sounds of solitude rejoice,
one person your heart thus pursues.
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The pin and thread remains the bottom button is.
Between your finger and my thumb.
Looking up at me she states, Securely, as a gun.
When her window under mine, the clicking sound.
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Is this how your garden grows in secret too.
Daddies and Mums little girl.
Is the ocean floor filled with fingers
that dance and toes that move the air?
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And with a woman's breeding comes necessity.
Fair is not the concept of my buxom type?
Up the path and through the treed woods.
Along the trail around each bush,
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Suddenly the fog it feels the taste I smell.
Perfume after she inside I am compeled.
Is it heaven obtained from ends that in her head,
her eye and throat which does.
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