My Dearest Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

My Dearest



My gaze turns
towards the moons..
Pale blue light,
as I swim through
Streams of warm,
cotton mist that
drift lazily through
hot humid air.
Once again covered.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ejaz Khan 30 July 2009

A beautiful piece! ! ! ! !

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Danny H 29 July 2009

Very Sad, yet wonderfully planned out. I love the slight descriptive details.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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