Georgia Lilies

The sea is vast where your dreams are mine, 

And mine became yours in the eyelet lemon-grass sweet;

We are aging so rapidly my dear

Beauty the remainder of your crow-wrinkled smile; 

Love born where hate defied us

despite its blooming shade, nightingale blue,

Is Georgia spring where summer never left,

Valentine daisies on ink wells

youth thundering crashing on the sunless drop

On years burnt through youth wasted breath,

We were but two nebulas magnetizing on the plane,

the pole of the earth recenter less north, two steps east

that measured the wind with handless time, 

and forgotten spades of time measured, 

what took so long to understand

out in the red sea of poppy seeds 

and Greek myths, Georgia summer 

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