CITY OF BROTHERLY LOVE
Such largess keeps me waiting, keeps me
wanting, keeps me wily and willful as well
and about all things. Seventh and Pine or
Spruce or whatever - all these places scatty
abound, whether lost or found, all those
antiques and family stories and food in
the City of Brotherly Love.
-
I broke your harness the day the Moon
was eclipsed. We came back running, both
of us out of breath. Long, long after midnight.
The blue rush, the black rush, and all that
orangey tint. Largess and love - all pleasures
too - in the City of Brotherly Love.
Such largess keeps me waiting, keeps me
wanting, keeps me wily and willful as well
and about all things. Seventh and Pine or
Spruce or whatever - all these places scatty
abound, whether lost or found, all those
antiques and family stories and food in
the City of Brotherly Love.
-
I broke your harness the day the Moon
was eclipsed. We came back running, both
of us out of breath. Long, long after midnight.
The blue rush, the black rush, and all that
orangey tint. Largess and love - all pleasures
too - in the City of Brotherly Love.
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