Three Haiku – July 12, 2016

Your hair was still wet

When I saw you that morning-

Like dew on flowers.

 

 

Stories on your skin

I wish you’d write my name there

In the darkest ink.

 

 

Fold up your smile

I’ll keep it in my pocket

Saved for a dark day.

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