we go way back!

your hands caress

your lips explore

your eyes make love

your smell

evokes a sense of déjà vu

transporting me

to the days when we existed

in a different era

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the muddy mirror

it is me

is it

staring at me

through the muddy mirror

or

is my skin muddy

and wrinkled

I think

for

the last reflection of me

was surely through

a looking glass

which was cleaner

Fear of separation

I fear

All those who love me

Shall stop

Being a part of my life

Or

Maybe

I stop being a part of theirs

what next…

the impermanence

the feeling of what next

that’s our life

so let’s live it up fully

after all

don’t know what’s next

a new world

to travel alone

to a far off destination

is my dream

for even

I don’t know

who I will be

and what would be my actions

with no one to hold me back

where

I won’t be a mother, daughter, sister

but just a random free soul

out to explore the

new world

alluring mind… haiku

a beautiful face

gives no assurance whatsoever

of an alluring mind

insane love… haiku

love crazily, insanely

so that the passion intoxicates

and life happens on its own