Fingers fall through skin, I’m only your memory, unlike you I moved

A new Haiku every day
Fingers fall through skin, I’m only your memory, unlike you I moved

Old sunny sizzle, A sanguine yellow chortle, on a perfect lake

Delightful capture, a last summer whispers, betrayed by time.

“Buffeted by thoughts, precariously lucid, cavernously lost”

“You say ‘Love’s nothing’, Can’t get enough of Nothing, Nothing’s everything”

“Lost in Fear’s forest, but deep in my heart pocket, your love’s my compass”

“My heart beats backward, patrolling rainy black roads, looking for wreckage”

“Hovering like breath, your soul lingers on my skin, I am awash with you.”

“Love your tears and joy, each line in your changing face, eternal pilgrim”
