Whispers of my words,
And love-locked in their embrace
tendrils dance to sun.
Linking with Haiku Horizons: Lock
And love-locked in their embrace
tendrils dance to sun.
Linking with Haiku Horizons: Lock
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. ~ William Wordsworth
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.