The Sea Is Deep
J
James McLain
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The pillow never hugs
it lays my head upon
is soft and sure.
Inside the burning bush
it feels,
the heat of passion roar.
and yet your mind I still.
Through out the mist
deny the shore the waves.
The sea is deep
and cool upon the toes.
A pebble tossed against
the boat I will.
The sail with wind is filled
and etched one face.
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