2014年11月26日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 136th. week

Tonight is the night, Fish carrying a scythe, at my bedside.
By your big toes, picking and to throw away, on my phimosis.
Taking shelter from the rain, until your wetting nipples dry.
To tray to chirp, holding between my teeth, a bird in this cage.
On your upper arm, and there to turn, at your armpit my arrival.

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