Monday, March 28, 2011

Haiku

The hot breeze
         Like the whisper of a lover
                    Touches my skin.
Posted by Hansi at 2:12:00 PM
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2 comments:

  1. HansiMarch 28, 2011 at 2:23 PM

    Okay this is about as good as it gets.

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  2. AnonymousApril 3, 2011 at 7:21 PM

    Yay! I wrote one:

    white snow falls
    red drops perverse its purity
    Death as the winter wakes

    First Haiku. =D

    Oh and also, label your stuff, woman! And I need inspiration.

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