Clouds whisper your name /
Lips the touch of echoed dreams /
flutter like flowers.
Clouds whisper your name /
Lips the touch of echoed dreams /
flutter like flowers.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Tagged as clouds, dreams, flowers, haiku, poem, poetry, Thursday, whisper
Winds whisper your name; /
the letters catch on the grass; /
tears rain on the earth.
