2014年09月24日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 127th. week vol. 2

A cup of tepid sake, a place in the sun I long for, to cut my split hairs.
To gather eraser dust, your companion for the travel it is.
A white night, with flowers, waiting at a window outside.
Unless given herself away, dusted with snow.
A moonlight flit before done, just a short note to tell you, to draw a circle and add an apostrophe.

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