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Moss - cold and cleansing,
Sponged onto hardened cheekbones,
Rest again, sweet one.
A/N: Another haiku for your interpretations! I would love to hear what this made you think of!
-TWW
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Comments (3)
Like nature is getting a facial. This is great.
Much loved your poem. Amazing.
Oooo, that middle line, I especially loved that! This was fantastic!