Coming home

like a migrant bird ~ my thoughts return to your touch ~ then I fly away


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Arrival

when souls can be touched ~ through our poetry alone ~ we have arrived home


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@ Haiku out of Africa

Intangible

when I allow you ~ in the patterns of my mind ~ you may see the wind


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@ Haiku out of Africa

Real life

our digital world ~ I miss life’s intimacy ~ an authentic touch


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Non-virtual

when I touch your heart ~ when you can see the real me ~ then we are alive


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Hearing eyes

the sound of your eyes ~ resonates in the ocean ~ colouring your touch


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Hands

I look at your hands ~ they are rough from years of work ~ they yearn for a touch


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