CERTAINTIES OF
GEORGIAN
COURT
He, by her side, walking the branded lover,
clutching the unmatched hat, silent while
saying things over and over. She, at his
side, curling a lover's eye, tight as a fist
to his heart, secure as a locket and chain.
They together walk unbroken in a circle of
festive love. All the arrivals together, come as
one, and behind them the red brick buildings
stand tall. Only this human moment, beneath
a sky of blue, makes anything like this seem
real.
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