Tight Wings And Barefoot Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Tight Wings And Barefoot



Barritone rushing across
the waves and wind.
Outwordly speaking, seeking, asking.
Never to but why,
it does the way and asking too.
Walking even next to me,
your face blushing.
Knowing tight wings, barefoot
the water stops above your legs.
More often than I do.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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