I Could See She Slept In Snow Poem by James McLain

I could see her clearly

Her experience began with a dream,
A dream in which he came regularly.
I stood out against the wall,
And neither one could see that I was there.

I watched him watching her as he stretched
Out a hand towards her.
His tongue a tongue of flesh to long to bare
Upon her cheek.

I could not turn away
Outside the moon was full
The sky was clear.

The tops of tree's bent down
To touch each leafy bush all green.
The rise and fall
Each breath she took as I stood flat
Against the wall.

Upon her side she turned and then I knew
A tree that large had roots that grew and grew
Into the ground to far to see.

I whispered in her ear and she told me his true name.
He whispered back and she layed like death so still
The noises that he made nobody heard I left her thus
Each time he shook
her face was blank and white as if it she slept in snow.