There’s ice in his veins,
The warmest wind could not thaw.
She dreamed of summer.
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There’s ice in his veins,
The warmest wind could not thaw.
She dreamed of summer.
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This is amazing!!
I bow to you, haiku queen! 😊
❤
Thank you! It is fun! Makes me think the words through, I usually have so many!! Lol.
I am the same! I often find myself look at my texts and cringe; it’s too much and too… everything, I don’t know! But we when writing poems, we can suddenly focus, and cleanse, or at least express, a lot, in a few words! That’s why poetry is so great. 🙂 💜