Honey As I Taste It
J
James McLain
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None are ever startled
though some must make professed
when by he is risen from the sea
and that a ring of foam about his shoulders
driven by the breeze they watch it dry
singing golden from the sun
each dropp of water seems to hang
formed the oil on his skin it feels
Honey As She Tastes It.
she wants to share his good fortune
she starts to turn upon the wind.
and never stops the waves from reaching
standing green and still the grass is moving.
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