Each time he slows bike
Spring blossoms, succulent fruits...
Her coy joyous hug...
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is just a wonderful haiku. One of the best I've read in quite some time. Your word choice is marvelous, and though only 3 lines, your poem has a lot of evocative substance that is difficult to describe, which is what makes it haiku in the purest sense.
Davi Michaels

