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Folds of Autumn

Folds of Autumn Some seasons arrive softly— in a lingering moon, distant birdsong, and memories that blush across the horizon. And when the ...

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Perfect crime

Steal, surrender, yield.
Commit a sheer divine sin,
perfect crime called love.

Linking with Haiku Horizons : Commit

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.