aphorism 88

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"amidst"

haiku

aphorism 87

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Like a Princess

Hand in hand across the sand, water lapping at our feet, arm in arm under the stars, with a full moon's glow. Flowers and choclates cause I can, days out and evenings in

I blew the dust of his black velvet wings…

He touched me firstly in the sunlight… I touched him secondly on that moonlit night. Thirdly; he then touched that red velvet velour. It was then I’d lost count and we sang, amour…

In prayer did I hear a hum..?

In prayer did I hear a hum..? Loud as any drum: With what measured breath; did it weigh..? The probity of this another day: The incline of this my decay… Faiths emphatic leap…

They Phoenix the evergreen thorn…

In a country-native; wanton to her thighs. An eastern promise; no-doubt vilifies. The embodying of reed like weeping eyes… The cradling of their ageless, goodbyes.

Black paper

Black cut out paper boughs
Cherry

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From the first day I started digging up body parts for Horace, I was smitten with the eclectic nature of his beauty.

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