By My Fears Poem by James McLain

By my fears
you are all that I
ever had.
And you have
like my tears
bathed in only years
When by my fears
as her tears they fall
against my cut
and open
callused palm.
And salty weeping they
spaced, 'looking up
at your eyes,
asleep their upon.
And you must know
as I feel,
how they burn.
When I see your
shaking face
beneath
my open infinite hands
deep are such
running thoughts.
Even as though
silk unraveled, 'pulls against.
A level desk,
my face before the light,
nights warm up to you bright.
And as a windows open
and with it comes you,
dust of the stars,
burning sun.
While, what of which
I wished only to hear,
from you and you only
whispered it,
won't it must, come to pass.
But to pass you, 'I paused
when I, you it passed.
While I shed only tears
that you may then one day,
see and the sea
for she, 'yearns to be.