Thursday, April 14, 2022

Poetry-Haibun

Is it all about the time? she lives there. I live here.  Why can't we live through hours minutes, walks, smiles, hugs, cuddles, snuggles, and all those little kisses that inspire words, images, poems, paintings and memories. 

Caressing through voice
Can't get enough of each other
Time is the culprit

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