Haiku # 291

Come, rest in me
as the sun at twilight
sinks in the endless sea

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Coursing her body
his hands a chisel
made of fire

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The evening wind blew…
the fog wafted from her lips
to fill the whole night.

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At his touch her cheeks…
flowers blooming
in the silk of dawn

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