Burried Love Poem by James McLain
Burried Love
Here there can be none,
where I have been burried in love.
It forgets one.
Bushes green leaves, very tall trees
and mine is the Forrest
we live in.
I have planted no pretty flowers,
or roses, blue tall towers.
White clouds out of snow for our heads.
One name I have said.
Over and over again.
Dying at night, when love
over takes us.
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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