tender leaves on branch
You're the sun drops in my tea
Kiss me like spring rain
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The wanting
I can't adjust my hearing. I love your harshness. Your brash, loud noise. I want it all inside of me. It feels that it was always a part of me, but just misplaced like an old sock missing from a pair, hiding in plain sight. My frantic, religious terror is yet still a trauma I have only healed from with, of course is ironic, your very harsh and persistent kiss.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
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Beautiful lovely haiku :)
Awww, this was so sweet. Loved your Haiku!
Now this is a wonderful Haiku, Every line hits perfectly
This creates such lovely visuals, loved it!
Amazing lovely one
Thats romantic. I felt I was watching a romantic black and white movie.
It is an engineering idea!!
very lovely