Must I Go, If I Come Poem by James McLain

Must I go if I come over to the far sandy
edge of the shore their just too watch,
sail away on emerald isle green waves.
And are you waiting, 'I will listen and stop
so nervous and great is my trepidation
I want you to call and dare, I even ask.
Heavan is but one end of the earth
that circles around each your the other
and can not opposite feilds contract.
Knowing what and knowing naught
I found your knowledge of the blue earth
it's circumfrence you related then to me
simply stated I found you too irresistible
Parting the clouds the sun came through.