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“With love”

“With love”

“With love” ·
undersigned by ·
two tears in the eyes

Posted on February 11, 2019February 10, 2019Categories Haiku
Sunday morning

Sunday morning

Sunday morning ·
bedsheets not made yet ·
four arms, tangled

Posted on February 10, 2019Categories Haiku
Love

Love

Love ·
universal ·
lack of understanding

Posted on February 9, 2019Categories Haiku
A single belief

A single belief

A single belief ·
strangling them who are longing ·
greatest riddle: choose

Posted on February 8, 2019February 5, 2019Categories Haiku
Warmth of a big heart

Warmth of a big heart

Warmth of a big heart ·
compassion overflowing ·
greatest, kindest love

Posted on February 7, 2019February 5, 2019Categories Haiku
All secrets

All secrets

All secrets ·
shared ·
happy end

Posted on February 6, 2019February 5, 2019Categories Haiku
Desire

Desire

Desire ·
idealistic love ·
obsession

Posted on February 5, 2019Categories Haiku
Each smile

Each smile

Each smile ·
witness ·
to love

Posted on February 4, 2019Categories Haiku
One relationship

One relationship

One relationship ·
beauty transforming a couple ·
time the kind teacher

Posted on February 3, 2019January 31, 2019Categories Haiku
Love opening doors

Love opening doors

Love opening doors ·
the hearts not closed, welcoming ·
friendly day in spring

Posted on February 2, 2019January 31, 2019Categories Haiku

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“To read a haiku is to become its co-author, to place yourself inside its words until they reveal one of the proteus-shapes of your own life.”—Jane Hirshfield: The Heart of Haiku.