"Bride", from T A Fox's selected poems volume four, "Intercourse", page 2.

Adjectival ...

Say it,

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her eyes were blue they looked at you
and then and how so wide and now so wide
eyed that I could have loved you then and did and
now playpark
how you cried when you sought
to gain my thought
that of you then and
now I think
that play enacted by
my mind of all those days
when love was kind
play park bride

by my side

so, it could go on and on, and goes on