2015年06月10日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 164th. week

A frog croaks, to see well in the dark, tears go by.
To have a bad stomach, Mitsuwo waiting, grains at rest room.
To have cum, on a tap having long neck, a line of sweat is there.
At row houses in a back alley, to tie her legs, just a woman she is.
A streamer stands, to hold my head in my arms, a day for the masked.

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