Lonely footsteps echo on vanilla pathways lead to where love lies in chilled slumber. Everything is asleep underneath though one man fights the cold above for the right to be close, to be near the remains of love.
the melting snowflake
doubles in size, mellowed by
the salty teardrop
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Haibun ~ A Poetry Collection by PJ Perry
PoetryA haibun may record a scene, or a special moment, in a highly descriptive and objective manner or may occupy a wholly fictional or dream-like space. The accompanying haiku may have a direct or subtle relationship with the prose and encompass or hint...
