My Mouth Your Dream
J
James McLain
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Those memories of her long faded pains
the face lined strain
of mind unfolds.
Heavy worn earned lines of pain only could
obtain through wreath
of care.
Ofavorable pleasant to touch and taste
rugged lined of grace
to know.
Silently thoughtful memories he shares
in sleep restores my soul
to keep heart
in fold.
Eternity unfolds while we thus lay once
in life ever to grow
more in love..
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