Four Haikus

I.
she stalks the sunrise
sees what hides undercover
light breaks dark again


II.
what we have is rare
a friend, cloud held mid-air, said
then she disappeared


III.
a million pictures 
of the naked sky, where I 
catch lost signs of you


IV.
we play, she and I. 
beneath pleated skirts day/night
for eternities

 

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