Must I Burst From It - Poem by James McLain
Must I burst from thought of it.
Looking fat and full I see you when it is.
Talking like I do you when.
Talking softly when your hands.
Up against the parting see through paper wall,
lips apart I face the moon.
Rising high the light around the people
down below it seems to make them glow.
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