LET US LIE THEN,
LIGHTLY, LOVE
The short term
note the May moon makes
Of spirea,
indicates the cost of care,
Which we must
lend at discount, and unaware
We spend at all,
neglect to check the rates.
The sycophantic
teller takes of all
In jotting dates
we dare not comprehend. . .
Let us lie then,
lightly, Love, to hear when
Blighted petals
wake us as they fall.
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