Free From Restraint Poem by James McLain

For me me and my green baby.
You can take the central quiet corner.
If this is desired.
Open itself to the world.

I speak to him as much to that,
and in the foolish cloud which the star has known
being the sky which stoops
and that surface which makes him of the rainbow enjoy.

The person you cannot say,
but by his certain appearance
and glance way those eyes I have never.

When the story to move to that open window.
By the bright stars in your hands a toy.
It is possible about such things.
As for me me you took me by profession.
I make green babies that think that move.
That reach for the stars.
It can travel if it is by you desired.

The heart of yours which exceeds all limits,
At the point where the messenger does not move.
Between the kingdom history is made not the king.
This is the place
where reason makes the kites tail of her law, throws,
the truth the facts are put into place
free from restraint, I came when you saw.