Haiku's
-Claps through the church,
rejoicing through songs,
still whispers wander.
-Carressing of his hands,
my skin shivers,
our breath combine together in unison.
-We hold hands in public,
we gaze into each others eyes,
when the door closes, who are you?
-Yells, Screams, different minds,
your old, I'm older
let me go dad.
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