Magnificent Your Body Poem by James McLain

Do this for me that one thing,
which you started and is what you wanted me knowing.
You have known this is how long,
and how deep and how far it would follow.
If I touched each day of your rubies the seventh red month.
I saw the crystal, the eye, the pupil of the red gem.
Month after month at the end of the month the red branch,
and me when I fall and you open your window to slow.
Magnificent your body and everything else which is moved.
Could I stand up to the wind carried off moved aside to be close.
Ash from the banked cold fire or the wrinkle the log water makes.
Carry me off into you, be certain it is what I wish, all of the way.
The long boat is fragrant, the river is sweet made of honey.
Then my love you supply unlike most loves, your my love and.
It is not forgotten,
and it is only a word and without going to far carried away.
The sea is deep,
and green waves capped with white foam, we have lived.
And just for a moment being loved, is love what it is.