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InVinceWil's Haikus
Paralyzed midthought
the wind considers something:
the lick of her lips
Submitted on Jan 12th, 2012 [view]

I'm the last raindrop
vibrating the entire way
to oblivion
Submitted on Jan 11th, 2012 [view]

autumn forgot me:
these green veins in these gold leaves
my hand grows mighty
Submitted on Jan 11th, 2012 [view]

I've an empty hand
for these renegade moonbeams
and your getaway
Submitted on Jan 10th, 2012 [view]

dawn is the mallet
this slow knell on morning's bell
as day vibrates, soft
Submitted on Jan 9th, 2012 [view]

This fabric of two
sometimes I am the silk one
sometimes, the cotton
Submitted on Jan 8th, 2012 [view]

How much have I lost
thinking myself incomplete
this snowless winter?
Submitted on Jan 8th, 2012 [view]

Sunday's opaque glow:
each place a sanctuary
each soft breeze a hymn
Submitted on Jan 8th, 2012 [view]

Evaporating
yesterday's liquid kisses
down to their essence
Submitted on Jan 8th, 2012 [view]

It's only morning
on the outside of these drapes:
we play Night again
Submitted on Jan 8th, 2012 [view]

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