Justis Would Desire Kind Hands Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Justis Would Desire Kind Hands



There sometimes comes that non human.
Angelic where of her long past her origins.
Love of all the clouds,
I look below, behind, above in search of them.

The wife of only him,
sweet surrender of the land
and did not nurse from him.

Unique is by her too given movements
grand and largely in that myth his heart.

He moved as but another king,
among the queens in love he moved about them.

Magnificent are his golden legs
and lost between that hers, he hides.
Kind of heart of our one blood, required.

The yellow star, because from heaven falling.
Justis would desire kind hands.
When from this blood befalls or fails.
Or does that coming being the blood of paradise?
A rose.
And would it,
does the earth stand still when off
sharing all we know?

The sky is now a work of art,
and the moon would part the valley down below
above the plain gently blows the wind of pain.

Compare it then when to.
Great mircles and, and not withstanding love
with open wings of glory comes the next,
this division and indifferent eyes,
I look out at what is deep and by her blue.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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