Trying my hand at Haikus...
clouds upon your blithe face
My heart reaching
Through blue space
Speedway to your grace.
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Clatter of dishes
Noisy clanging nuisances
Woman's suppressed voice...
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Your hand on my brow...
Flushed with fever's glow, or-
Maybe something else?
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