Journeys to your heart
I taste a pure well-spring from
Your secret meadow
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Journeys to your heart
I taste a pure well-spring from
Your secret meadow
Feed my hungry dog
Tease the jealousy of my cat
Meow Meow
Your secret meadowQuote:
Originally posted by atiguhya padma
Journeys to your heart
I taste a pure well-spring from
Your secret meadow
Carpet on my colorful maze
Dizzy heart's widow
Dizzy heart's widow
only bitter ash remains
where passion once flowed
Where passion once flowed,
Now the sun shines, sky is blue,
Warming dark corners
Warming dark corners
Coffee dreams in plain cafes
Parisian worlds.
Parisian worlds
language barriers exist
words dont make any sense
words dont make any sense
which does not matter at all
when one is in love
when one is in love
separation causes pain
distance is torture
distance is torture
we sometimes feign indifference
but purely feel hope
but purely feel hope
deep within my heart of hearts
this bizarre logic ...
this bizarre logic ...
all is right within the world
fade to black, madness
fade to black, madness
smothering in soft wishes
try to taste your name
Try to taste your name
Carolling round my tongue-tip
Hidden in my mouth.
Hidden in my mouth
Words like lead I long to speak.
The moment passes.
(What's with responding to your own haiku like a million times? Is this turning into a marking thread? Just saying.)