Mystics Split Haikus
The soul speaks to you
instinct gliding on a riff
it
echoes your name love
Dearest heart whispers
gliding back and forth to your
soul
singing falsetto
Strumming brittle leaves
flutter echoes of beads fall
plop
from passion flower
The night is youthful
we sing vibratos in sync
with
our ignited flames
Climax of our song
rises high on cloud currents
soar
deep in crown of light
Copyright © Angeline Haikutwinkle | Year Posted 2016
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