2016年01月27日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 197th. week

Of her own hairs, To be crushed by the weight, a yuki-onna is.
At the komomaki, to ask my mother's whereabout, I have visited.
The Ships have returned, the days lovers never have met, goodbye to say.
Not yet snowing, without making hot sake, only having to wait for.
On your eyes, to paint thin black ink over, and put on three stars.

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