Look outside the window- see
A chastity of green elbows, and hear the swinging of
Green airplanes;
A bough of the senses hanging on a wreath of air. Pluck
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Senses are hanging on a wreath of air. This is entirely wonderful. Love blooms with wishes and sparks golden light. Wonderful poem this is.10