A haibun for this morning’s Twiglet:
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The Linger

Last night’s memory is enhanced by the scent of incense she lit before vanishing again this morning, earlier than he’d hoped, leaving him in bliss, still in bed, wondering how much of his life is merely dream.

sandalwood morning
feels like a kiss on the cheek
before he’s risen

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Tuesday Twiglet #315
~ kiss on the cheek ~
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