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Haiku № 5047

Birth

Member since 2002 · Posted 17 Jul 2002 · 3 comments

mountain swollen high ripe fruit clinging to the vine wet flower blossoms

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[6] horus8 17-Jul-02/7:17 PM Reply
I am the North wind. Be my Concubine. Oh, i've never felt so tempted, temporary, tempest, temple. Squeeze the lemon until the juice runs down my lege
[6] -=SeTTle=- 17-Jul-02/8:47 PM Reply
Will you still love me when you're talented? No, you don't have to answer.
[9] Robert K Foster 14-Aug-02/9:12 AM Reply
traditional and sweet. nicely done.