Skipping A Heart Beat Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Skipping A Heart Beat

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My beating heart pounds,
to the rhythm and rhyme of your pulse.
On it you sit, what ever it is,
mute to the sound of his voice.
Tops when they spin, beauty moves her,
laughing as time slips away.
Oceans brave true, blue as you move,
eye's for no other but you.

Wednesday, June 8, 2016
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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