my people roam these lands with their heads cradled in soft arms
Tag: haiku
mynahs whisper the delight of exotic flesh wrapped in aromatic leaves
room at the edge of earth the daft devil deftly turns in its bed
shadow boxing and watching the summer moon disintegrate
mars sheathes his sword as wolves argue theology behind a veil of smoke
the summer moon pretends not to notice your unspoken rituals
beyond rusty gates the fog blooms in ecstasy
summer the sky forgets how to breathe and the world stands still
stars flicker gently and the fog reveals a kinky rumour
wild whispers reshape the summer shoreline
