Red Sheets Beneath Him Poem by James McLain

The time as for two bodies heavens of heat
as for each thing those which hang on too.
Certain fire as for her who starts playing,
as for him the world over;
who bothers with her as for her and him
who is troubled by her and him
and the way as for her who takes their clothing as for other things.
Opens the door for him who leaves her,
who enters into the bedroom and stands beneath,
before the circular fan which you see as her and him the way
between her in that head encased of that retention wherein
it exposed his foot that in her
those which kiss to the cold air her nipple with the body
and one side where you blow a note that she brings
because it stands as for fervency and her spiritual him
who's heart because of what is not done.
Ice like that mouth
which places the part him As for that contact him to her skin
which blows with that oral some her on the thing by his/her neck
which goes to her and puts that mouth which places their
another part as for the middle lower of her center of her Rachael
which is made from the tooth at that time and that slides as for
each trial by oak from him who puts her lip which turns her body
to him in that her foot is where the bed that you push to her is still.
He whom is called in yearning her among a glass hand her warm
mouth of the ice became weak as
and extended to she is he to that she looked him eye to eye
and opened that mouth
and one it is many the hour in the warmth
which is then when she opened her palm
and placed the moon in his hands
as her green dress she hung with red sheets beneath him.