Four Seasons

On By Ese' s VoiceIn Haiku

* * *
pine scented vapours
out of sauna door in snow
all senses awake

* * *
black streaks in white
fingertips trace curves of bark
sap keeps dribbling

* * *
sun kissed skin
waves lapping softly at my toes
summer memoirs

* * *
harvest moon
glistening by fireplace
entwined bodies

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