Because Pleasure Poem by James McLain
Because Pleasure
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Sharp is the knife of feeling.
Pricks the point of the tongue.
The bubble through the sun.
Hanging over then under the moon.
I like you depend on those eyes to see.
A guide to where I love, live and play.
Basking twinkling muzzled in sparks.
Dark black holes and white showers.
Repeat this present elegance,
on past tense metaphoric table.
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