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Haiku 137/365

An apparition, I’m sure you’ve heard the tall tales— As it slips past you.

The rain clouds passed by The evening lamps light the street Cars drive in the fog.

Sipping on moonlight Take my hand, make me feel right So in love with you.

Losing momentum On a gray-skied afternoon No one sees me try.

In the lone hours Of night, we swim in a song… Painting as we go.

Melancholia It’s Romanticism and Open promises.

Petunias, lilies Hydrangea and verbena Flowers that have bloomed.

Tapping on the screen Painting all the scenery Dancing from a dream.

The daydream leaked out And slipped past the window pane Seeping in space time.

The little flower Kept pressed between two fingers Fell onto her desk.