MY HAIKU: WAITING FOR YOU

 WAITING FOR YOU




Come see my loneliness, if you doubt.

The breath of my thoughts,

To your lips in virgin spring.

I wait for you in my endless summer,

only to be with you.

 God Bless You
May all be well with you      
DMD

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