The petals of the rose
are but cutting thorns.
As I pause to ponder
the caress of your skin.
As it embraces mine
Whence we touch.
The symphony of motion
in a monarchs passing.
Is but a cumbersome
violation of tranquil space.
In the memory of your
movements around me.
The brilliance of purest gold
and aurora of precious gems.
A dulled by comparison
to the slightest whimsical hint
of a smile coursing
its way across your lips.
The shimmering liquid pools
of the windows to your mind
Speak the unversed truths.
These are the things I remember
As i Think of you
As I do often.
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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