My Rose Didn't Bloom She Said Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

My Rose Didn't Bloom She Said



I have not had your pleasure since,
You had mine last since.
The moon not the sun expands each night,
Silver ring's tight, light I've held.

Would that but love as time indures and
Bodies two, one intwined.
And like pearls that hang from each breast,
Blanket's the hills with snow.

My Rose Didn't Bloom She Said
Friday, April 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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