Autum HaikuA Poem by Dimitri
Cold air
Her warm breath I hurry not __________________________________________ Next to a tree, under a moonless night the chilly air bothers me not as she warms my lips © 2010 DimitriAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on October 21, 2010 Last Updated on October 21, 2010 AuthorDimitriGuadalajara, JAlisco, MexicoAboutI believe that writing is the art of telling complex things with simple words. Sadly, most writing today seems to be complex words telling simple things... Love to write, love to read, I believe th.. more..Writing
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