A Long and Happy Marriageby Sam Silva
Dear sweet cup of love and nights drunk reclining by the flickering computer lights which decorate in color and in shadow all of the true art of this soul, this breath this long long life inclined toward gentle death and further peaceful flights when Summer ends and Autumn comes and feels and bends the time on which my mind is dining till all minds must fly away.
Oh perfect wine! Oh sacrament whose lucky gift comes every day
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volume 11(6)This poem is copyright © 2007,
Sam Silva, all rights reserved.
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