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5-7-5 (take four-hundred-and-ninety-seven : kiss)

the sun kissed the lake
preparing her lips for mine
and time seemed to stop

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Posted in haiku, poem, poetry and tagged haiku, poem, poetry, writing on March 31, 2019 by the blighter's rock. 1 Comment

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Marysa Writes says:

March 31, 2019 at 6:14 pm

So simple, yet so full of beauty

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