James McLain Poems

Green panties, green roses
green tits, green milk.
Green moon, posies in green.
green eyes, green full lips
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why do you expect me more,
than ever not too find it..
when every thing you do,
is based around it.
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Back and forth
moving,
My eyes, 'I keep
between where
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Commerce my friends; held without air,
and modern day spoils, purge against.
Such beasts to rhyme, lanced blood begot,
and effort boils from life denied each man.
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Yes,
tonight would be the night.
I hoped.
She was growing more enthusiastic.
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You pull me in through the door...
hardly Asleep i..watch..you..
as i push you off...again...
Deep and each one shallow..
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Each boy and girl had the normal irreconcilable impulses.
My sister knew one other girl and his wife the others father.
The counselors green satin panties are up the flag pole.
She is neurotic I wear a different color for each cloudy day.
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Blessed child of mine Caroline.
It is lovely, it was deep, he once was a person.
The other person.
Never turning back looked around,
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I was born and died because of you I lived.
The depth of beauty, but with you I could not read.
Trapped inside your hollow shallow moon.
When someone dies because I knew the truth.
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The nasty girl named Sam, I am.
Across the mirror it is lip stick written.
Posing she poses this way and that.
The angles are all wrong as deep inside I look.
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