Haiku # 492

Moored in your light
the poem I wrote you
still blooming at dawn

~

Morose, blasée,
la lune raconte ce soir
l’histoire de ses yeux

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صمتها وليس غناؤها
سيف الحورية
الامضى

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Son silence, non son chant…
la plus fatale épée
d’une sirène

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