In Warm Water Lies My Hand Poem by James McLain
In Warm Water Lies My Hand
In warm water lies my hand; like youth,
here I can not hold you back with control,
and while I am here in this realm waiting,
you take me over to retreat, in warm hot springs,
and you watch my right eye, move over you rapidly,
and because my left eye only amuses you,
you keep one up here and the other over there.
and how could I have fallen asleep, knowing you.
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4/27/2024 6:27:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
you keep one up here and the other over there. and how could I have fallen asleep, knowing you. ....................................................................... iip, So nice... 10....... Tsira