Counter Clock Wise Poem by James McLain

Everything that she is is loveliness.
The moon of which,
I can not go around it then sell.
Should I sell any thing to any one about life.
Counter clock wise,
it became more than beautiful it was.
Elements of earth the wind and a small fire.
Clear wind and dry tears,
not forcing anything as deep as the sea.
Waves of blue light.
Green ice as white as my face,
when you are backed as I am into the cliff.
Where it shakes, the earth it trembles.
The wonder of clear skies,
when under foot it is like the glass that is kept.
I miss the smell of salt and of brine.
More that the eye of Jupiter which is loved.
Use everything and you gain it all.
Because of your loveliness, I left to buy that.
Because with out you,
I would give everything I don't have, which is you.