Darker sleeps this dusky heaven heaps

[jeff harrison]

love, song, the a-loves 
lips not pour: time, but words 
green o'er gaze, envying the 
headlong by the deep; not 
cloven are infant spectres 

awake & the race inherit springs 
till life, of fall, airs, sail; meet how 
soon,? when ? slow meet: its skies; 
and words love's be,? 


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