2 old Haikus
By christy
"The Gift" Lightless fallen sky absent of embellishment gave stars to your eyes. "Evolution of a Secret" Whispers fall on lobes, thoughts now something tangible. Lovers exchange warmth. Written December 17th, 2001 © on Dec 17 2001 01:35 AM PST 0 • 10
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""The Gift"..."