Pure
Concious for the unconcious.
Goals
My gold,
is to be,
as the waves,
to give, and give, and give,
until I glisten,
to let go
of convention and conviction,
to be moved,
by the wind.
Sunday, February 4, 2018
Drop kick haiku: "You"
Bare, the thought, just to have you
Would be something new
Haunted, you, its always been.
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