Tattoo (Haiku)
She is the lure of forests
the laughter of oak
writing her name in my skin
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She is the lure of forests
the laughter of oak
writing her name in my skin
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This is lovely. I liked the “in my skin” – just that little twist instead of on makes the whole poem.
Thank you Erobintica! I struggled with that line for a while. Funny how the short poems can cause you the most grief sometimes