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The
water runs down the road,
Watch
how it slowly cleansed.
The
bird in its second dream,
Is
gently perched on the branch,
Thunder
explodes the gentle night.
Yet
in the verge of sadness,
Light
that illuminates sends a signal.
A
clear view of life, it gently comforts.
The
wind carries the dreams across,
Sharing
the delight of the night.
Test
the sunrise at least once,
And
taste the morning light.
In
time, when you are next to me,
I
will show you more than the sun.
Your
smile sends a swift signal,
I’ll
see you again, like the morning sun.
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-Erick Flores
fantastic second verse.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful love poem for one lucky lover!
ReplyDelete@Sheelonee Mukherjee, thank you for your comment on this poem! Greatly appreciate it!
ReplyDelete-Erick Flores
@Laurie Kolp,
ReplyDeleteIndeed, many perspectives to this poem! Thank you for commenting!
-Erick Flores
I love this poem. It touches me deep. Thank you for sharing. By the way thanks for visiting my haiku-blog about Basho. Come again if you will, you're very welcome to comment.
ReplyDelete@Chèvrefeuille, thank you as well for commenting! I like hearing constructive, positive comments, such as yours! Hope all is well!
ReplyDelete-Erick F.
Yes all is well, busy as always writing new haiku :-)
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