God Sped Summer

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God sped are Summer’s heights
As if the Eternal crown of days
These days are winding down
Like youth’s prologue, happy & sweet

Tangled with cherries, fishwife kisses
Tackled with clouds, of opaque innocence
Shells of the life that speak to the Seven Seas
These are times when the night catches
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The peace of strangers, to be merry
No matter the sacrifices we bear
God sped are Summer’s sighs
That linger yearning, passionate

In the nets of sunsets, wood’s dancing hooves
The dusks burn bright with the bluest
Fountainheads of dreams, the flood begins
The flickering beauty of our star-lit days

God sped are the singsong owls
Of moonbeam talks, reverent looks
Sacred delays in time, the cooing hand
The praise of joys ready to begin

The waters cluck and cling, to Summer
Drinking to the ancients, across
The shoal of the greatest of comforts
These are the last loves we treasured.

Photography Courtesy: http://browse.deviantart.com/art/Just-Planted-377646437

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