Haiku Redo 61-64


On The horizon,

a nocturnal moon rising

hangs in the tired sky


Sadness permeates

spreads over me like a blanket

No warmth do I feel


Souvenirs I kept

long ago, when your love was mine

hold no meanings now


I would eat the fruit

picked from the forbidden tree

hungry with desire   

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