Walking On Sun Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Walking On Sun



Buda I dream silver thread to my being
singing light you sleep.
On your feathery face i ride a river that
is your tear down this cheek.
Angels dance with me on the sun keeping
time to the start.
Twisting in merths after glow.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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