as if Rhine wine
was the toast to
Saturday's smiling
through raindrops
of an astronomical day!
The wish is
lucky seven - full of grace
all strong to
the knockabout scratch
of terrible trials
of tribulation's
tonic time...
all warm to the lemon, malted
marvel of her
and loved
alive again
for the inexplicable step
forwards
in you. xx
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