Tanka 4 - Treasure of My Soul
Tanka 4 – Treasure of My Soul
dampness of your skin
wet hair dripping down your back
glancing toward me
one small laugh escapes your lips
a deep treasure of my soul
For Gail Angel Doyle’s “Treasures of your soul” contest
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