Ant
Cant, pedant...
What is that of this,
I will ask from the question...
In years to come
when my bones are brittle...
Hydrangia was in full bloom
when I left...
I'm a green leaf
I'm not a flower...
An anchored timeline
Creates an imminent collision...
Each drop was competing
in a perfect choreography...
As I try to fall asleep
I think about everything around me...
In the dust
from the dust. I will see your...
A delicate touch
fingertips turn green to gold...
.
trees of emerald green...
Night time (Haiku)
Darkness all around...