Her Stomach..Is..Like..Ice...( Poem by James McLain
Her Stomach..Is..Like..Ice...(
Lurid dark crying clouds
fouled the snow
frigid soul inside of you
Howling singing wind is laying foul
thinking man alights
inside to know.
Well of warmth that washed away last year
I fear the skin upon to lay
would freeze my boat
Heart of you I say is hearth
white pure driven snow to calm
and warm my mind
turn aside your storm I must not fear to find.
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4/24/2024 5:27:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I quite enjoy this poem! It evokes lots of emotion and actually made me colder... love it.