James McLain

Gold Star - 40,025 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

My Face - Poem by James McLain

My face is by her burned, kept sideways
and weight is keeping my face
pressed between, 'against the others.
In the corner of my eye
I could see Sara pulling her skirt up and up,
never sliding them ever once down
and her panties, once full, now wet have fallen
how they floating they fell. 'Let me, I've.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 23, 2010



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