Some Few 'Requirements' Of A Man - Poem by James McLain
Hold my face and love me, 'dear',
Floating down between twin peaks;
Move my hand, around your heart.
As clouds, more gather there.
You make me feel, as you once felt.
Come rub away each tear.
Mouthing words that can't be heard.
When lips are in the way.
Each painting that you hide, I take
makes more than, found desire.
Green emerald eyes, the cobalt sky,
Colors mixed, know few will ask us why.
Summers love, spring fashions fall,
tall trees, each golden leaf.
Cool wind, blown around each limb,
as snow begins to fly.
Love me as I am, I know I'm as you are,
wanting as each night begins to fall.
Melting candles once so tall,
now puddles without light.
Harder does each breath come back
beneath the storied night.
High the moon is bright and full,
My fever burns in it's pale light.
Cling to me a sinking ship,
waves they roll across.
Think of me, I think of you
and dying, both are lost.
You've done for me,
and more I need.
Now fetch that pale 'o' water
The stones are in the fire.
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