And I Walked Poem by James McLain

That both of us

hath wrought
Into
that elegant
house

I walked
by invitation
only

Whirlwinds
wild fury

I say we both

Nought did I
so solemnly
speak
nor wish to
unfold
as thee

That which all
have privy to see
agreed

The birds
all there
colors
fashion
still hold
yet he
himself
through
i am..
he is..
speaks
to me..

I know
a child
I was
and you
bewitched
me so
you did
then there
the right you
gave to me

The right called
love
I spent..
wave upon..
wave on..
thee.

A tragedy
is not that
of which I
seek
but
simple
understanding
made upon
peace

Estate bankrupt
as so
spoken by
you
can just as
easily be
reserpine again
diplomacy
in words
doth bring

Intertwined
the two again
saith you

Speak the
truth
pray tell
to all
It may the
nights..
end well