Invitation --

would you incline to meet Us there

beneath the oaks surging

in our rapturous Embrace a rare

consummation longed for in Purging

our debts accumulating here

as water beats upon the Shore

winds howling succinct; the Sere

imagining of a distant guitar –

where will you live, now that your strength

has fled, your bones bristling with pain? –

we who know you will go to any length

to succor you in the Summer’s Rain –

courage in quiet hours resounds

love’s own purchase in the round

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