Real Or Fantasy Poem by James McLain
Real Or Fantasy
Her voice is like the ocean breeze,
That moves across the moving waves when I'm alone.
Upon the rocks a wave has crashed the wind
Has tossed the foam.
Beneath a tree I sit and watch and think
It is a dream.
Her kisses are I have been told are deep
Just like the sea.
Gentle compare of a woman who you want kisses from to the ocean. As if the desire or the kiss goes on as deep and as far….
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10/31/2025 6:58:27 PM # 1.0.0
Her kisses are I have been told are deep Just like the sea. Her kisses are so sweet!