2014年04月30日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 106th. week vol. 3

Joe not appeared yet, with a sandbag and a melon bread, waiting for.
On her tip of a toe, bean jam how sweet, pretty it’s nice.
To make a farewell call, to Kaspar Hauser, wetting his bed.
Another one year, to wait and set a fire to, a little match seller does.
You had gone, try to gather, hairs on our pillows.

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