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strikes and the mind turns off and
one stares straight ahead.
Blank, unseeing eyes
front for a soul in torment;
a visage forlorn.
But a mental slap
is all it takes. A hug or
kiss or warm embrace.
Melancholy flees
like the thief it is, in the
face of love's sweet touch.
Ndinombethe.
12 comments:
Nice one Lou :)
I dreamt that you came to visit!
Any trips to Aus planned that you haven't told me about?
G
xx
Awe, there isn't much that love's sweet touch cannot fix.
you've got it! love's sweet touch does do that...
A hug can cure many ills. Nicely done, Lou.
Oh, oh, oh. This is so beautiful.
Lovely, Lou. A loving touch is like a blessing.
Lou- very well done.
I like the line:
"Melancholy flees like the thief it is"
I loved this. Hugs.
You have a way with haiku. This is wonderful.
I know the feeling all too well
I envy your abilities.
Just beautiful! I love your haikus.
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