For a Brookline Lady I Love by Etheridge Knight

For a Brookline Lady I Love

So / zoom / your Special Spot
On / to Golden Greece—
Drink wine, dance—find release
From the Tight. (But do not
Forget me, please.)
And when the warm blanket of night
Covers the Sun, sleeping in Helen’s sea,
Then rise with the Moon, I say
Rise with the Moon and fly to me
On silver wings, on silver wings; I pray
Your heart / be-all / in one piece.

— Etheridge Knight

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