Soft Of Clothing Poem by James McLain

As for your request of me.
and as always how you looked at me
i who am your mirror.
As for me, your ways, ' i whom desired the fact
that i am your soft clothing and hear this 'dear'
i am always attached to that supple body.
As for me, the moon it simply is, add the fact that,
it is the soapy water, there wherein contained
you wash your body is simply all, it does desire.
As for me the simple fact that any thing
i am you whom, 'i can always paint.
I am the man and your being the woman of affluently
and 'O' it is whereof, desired.
And nu banked, and your neck around your chest of beads.
I whom am you together attached as such
and as such you feel the chaffing as we together walk
you with me who desires,
the simple fact that I am each foot,
upon the sand
' your toes breath free, warm within the sandal!