I Am Yours Poem by James McLain

I am yours where all those weeks in the sun
on the beach and your smile
like the sky and your face I could see U.S. alone
Here in the wind and with nobody else.
There upon which I step on the sand I'm barefoot
yet it makes no sound.
If your to be as like once we were then I'm yours
to speak as the clouds move off like our love
to move as a wave moves out to sea.
Or as a bird floats off out of sight through the sky
and will thus again know it is tired
to land safe once again
safe and alone there in the arms of the shore.