Trinity To Love Poem by James McLain

When does the trinity to love one another,
reach out to the other hand of love?
When at the end you must choose.
Sweeter between, to love and that of hate.
Having no other choice but to love you I have.

Fill up the glass and the glass will stay full.
There is no better wine to serve to each, than that.
Than to do, to give each unto the other your hand.
Sing to her face,
and your face will then smile, each one dance.

And do it to be both together, it is delightful.
It is not possible to exclude his your center,
when because it is just his other hand of life.
When leaving, I am because of the pillar I stood.
And for the wood and the cedar of the royal purple oak,
is not the feeling of love then mutual?
Your eyebrow is raised,
when the shadow of thine keeper sleeps within.