Night Magic

The magical hue of blue,

touches me and you,

as we lay on the moon beam,

in this eternal night of dreams,

full of stars.

 

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Tangent

You are the tangent thought,

of my conscious dreams,

of my unwritten haiku.

 

Tornado

You left your address with the winds,

to erase your sins,

in the tornado of the divine.

Dancing

I fall from the highest cloud,

just so you can catch me,

and fly with me over the seas,

dancing over the sun’s rays.