Jewls - Poem by James McLain
Jewls and If you look at your red eye once more,
as have I have known the proper glance
it moves to some high rank.
Returning whole each morning from the park,
using shadows off the ruby banked in snow.
Or it loosens all my hair
and leaf each shadows lover kissed.
Returning once again new wood the oak of spring,
and kisses to the head which content your knee.
And still, and still oh and still another place we go who shine
have we remembered deep the- Debt.
I returned because the woman turns my eye from yours
and always puts,
they cannot attach my body too the night,
she leans into the calm the coming day.
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