One With Myself (Tanka) Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

One With Myself (Tanka)



'Thinking about you
with winds creaking in the roof
and the falling leaves
that lingered in the branches
has become one with myself.'

Friday, May 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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