What If 'I' Say 'Yes' Poem by James McLain

Soft feelings
undulate by like one never so hot,
mid summer nights sweet heat,
soft lips touch my skin,
like a bird
that flies off carried deep within the sun.
Going up and out among stars
with so large and face mixed red emotions.
Cherished by the moonlight
she touches my hand.
Large round eyes draw me inside
and they talk to me
of butterfly wings that once were slower.
Where the soft ground openly lays,
blinking with the fireflies hidden openly.
Its this world completely prohibited by 'My' desire.
However my culpability,
which I will help let brood and hot grows this fire.
Each body surrounded and soon we have years,
so that my eyes are opened;
however slowly with the gleam of her warm sun.