James McLain

Gold Star - 40,509 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

To Await I Can Not - Poem by James McLain

Can you in the title see your soul?
Is it brown, green or gold other colours I am
that you weave,
and though your mind is not Maggie, I feel.

Can you in the title see the end,
and if it rains only for a moment your pure.
Then if I run around the world inside your head,
and just for the magic
see the sun there for you to like then to have.

Can you in the title see your messages to me,
nevertheless walkways full and silver wing's
singing song's never sung sungby me to hear that.
Can you in this world bed,
the title you love and as like when you I can have.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 12, 2013

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