David Duan
Haikus
Afraid of the dark?
Keep the lights on through the night,
Or only for warmth?
Angel, angel please.
A lost and broken vessel,
Shed your light on me.
Orange, mellow hue
Sinking warmth, odd pleasantness--
There, she awaits you.
A bird chirps outside,
Dreaming of blooming flowers--
The frost takes its song.