Silver Spray
J
James McLain
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When you came as warm wind,
I felt the breeze loosen my thoughts
and the oil from the lamp was as if again.
As if I never knew, so few could be so many,
though each foam crested wave
showed up green the sand the moon was still.
and I knew it afterwords when as if
I then became once again what all knew.
While silver this spray flew up, it grew full around me.
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