James McLain Poems

Overhead the moon is dark full of cuts
I taste the smell of her chocolate panties.
My biggest fear is when she unto me comes.
Dancing and laughing into my wet dreams
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Forgotten I came in the mists of them.
Turning to the left to the right.
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Vacuum devices behind the ring
and come with me there over the falls.
Also known as vacuum constriction device.
I have been known
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At last, he does not try to come.
This perseverance of her heart is pain.
To come is more but something less.
Before the blame came out dark loneliness.
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I received protection in a massage parlor
for a minute or two perhaps one half hour at the top.
But that which I used
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Crossing over your field.
Do you the way death sees it?
You see it in me when ever you.
Patch and leave these once green.
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I am who?
I learned at last what could be
Who it is that I am not who?
No one is, excessively?
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So,it met the night as blood related person.
We spoke between the walls of our ruins,
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For me me and my green baby.
You can take the central quiet corner.
If this is desired.
Open itself to the world.
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You hear the wind sing often of this.
My ocean the open shell of the sea.
Of my empty words.
No one can approach.
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