Brown Eyes Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Brown Eyes



Aye they are both soft and brown.
Above the sky.
Under the moon near the well.
Lashes across the back.
The bloom of orange blossoms.
Blood shot and long.
The eyes young and brown.
Empty the well at present.
Jolted awake, electric lights flash.
Humid depth of summer offers the night.
When they blink like that there,
look the eyes are of beautiful brown.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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