Haiku Friday:Love and Basketball
Madness of the March.
Oh, b-ball, how I love thee.
Let the madness March
My love turned forty
frosting, tears, I’m still unsure
Do men live past then?
I dream of boats, snow
and wake to his touch, his heart
morning: he is here.
Day one, post forty
what a day: cake, b-ball, dogs
he’s happy, me too.
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