I cannot hide from your gaze, I see through your eyes
And a kiss from you is a cloud that moves so slow across the sky.
Night's, night's wrapped in warmth but cool enough to warm
Your lips, lip's that when kissed are lip's I've not kissed, each kiss
Is a new surprise.
Every midnight is a shadow straight up one shadow in time on
Two leg's,
Watching an army of arm's the second time, time is a kiss that
Stands still.
I did not know what you knew though I waited to see, I waited to taste
Your sweet breath,
Breathing it in through my lovers lip's, lips with a kiss and your smile.
I think now beneath the cool sheet's legs tangled together you show
Me your face even in sleep and at midnight you give me a kiss.
Copyright © James McLain | Year Posted 2017
this i just sent as a message: James, though i would make some minor changes (and shall) and am unsure of your meaning in a few places, your poem is quite captivating. some readers will undoubtedly like it and envy the speaker! bri ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
p.s. my 'changes' may be limited to getting rid of some apostrophes. i like army of arm's. i will change arm's to arms, and i don't know what it means, but it is 'poetic' and thought-provoking AND an alliteration; i LIKE alliterations! ! assuming I have a December showcase, this poem shall be in it. :)