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.