Day offers no rest.
All dust's in the stranger's shoes.
Night hints at old lights.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
Love: Haiku
Love is for giving.
Love loves love, and hurts easy.
Love, torrential.
Love loves love, and hurts easy.
Love, torrential.
Inner Outer Spaces: Haiku
Holes to nowhere. Black
Empty mists of time, all told.
Vales in the thunder.
Empty mists of time, all told.
Vales in the thunder.
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