I Have Mixed Her Love With Wine Poem by James McLain

My love for you, I cannot bare,
Alone without you.
The scent of lilac in the air.
Surrounds me.

But I would bear that first time pain,
Still if you would love me.

If not for love, our eyes,
Of trust our mouth's, your lips
That parted, like two leaves that
For the wind might drift apart.

Love with all my might, a woman made,
To soon to often love
The sea the waves that crash upon the rocks
Each gentle sway that time has since forgot.