Georgia On My Mind
Red Cannaby GC SMITH
Come
taste the
addictive
pearl drops
of heaven's
sweet hot
nectar
Live, love,
enfolded
in dreamscape
from which
no escape
is ever
to be
Georgia's turmoil;
encompassing,
enrapturing,
possessing;
a surreal
dream or a
nightmare?
Who,
but you
can ever
know
what might
lie in bone
beneath the skin
2 comments:
this is lovely, Jerry. It was great to see you and Mimi today.
Thanks Maryanne. We had fun with you and Jim.
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