Dishabille
The wind caresses
your nakedness entices
shrouds my shadow
@ @
I remember.
Naked Haiku, of course made that up.
posted by Oisin @ 7:32 PM
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009
The wind caresses
your nakedness entices
shrouds my shadow
@ @
I remember.
Naked Haiku, of course made that up.
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