Haiku No. 100: Faces of Love (3 parts)

faces of love

Love, coming, going
Changing its view on a whim.
I loved loving him.

Now it seems a lark
To have loved, laughed, dreamed, shared, fucked.
Memories, I smile.

So much more in front
Than there is, looking behind.
Love that is constant.

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