- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Writings of James - I
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When you hear the wind blow through the trees
That gentle waving of the leaves
And within the soft rustling you hear
The name of James and have no fear
Whom is it that you say I am?
When you walk outside into the sun
Feel the warmth upon your skin as One
When each pour with warmth begins
The touch of James upon your skin
Whom is it that you say I am?
When your eyes open and see the world
Each sight making your mind twirl
When each sight within your mind
The sight of James’ eyes in like kind
Whom is it that you say I am?
When you lips gently open to taste
Each tastebud wanting not to waste
Each sweetness that there is to offer
The taste of James within that coffer
Whom is it that you say I am?
When each word is softly spoken
As if suddenly the words awoken
When you speak, When you words flow
The name of James will make you glow
Whom is it that you say I am?
When these senses have all been aroused
When deeply within you mind I have browsed
Then you shall know of James – the Man
you will know just who I am
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