When September Comes – Love Haiku 19:21

When September Comes

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when September comes
blown by the winds of absence
palpable your hands

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lost fragrant blossoms
crisp crimson harvest draws near
your warmth, the rainbow

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when cools the twilight
music of lavender mist
almost you are near.


D. G. Vachal © 2024

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