Morning Cup of Haiku

Gray clouds weep, rain falls.

Hot soups flavor, dancing taste soothes.

Glorious blanket.

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Hot black coffee drink.

My face drinks the morning sun.

All downhill from here.

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Snot streaks under his nose.

Toys thrown upon, everywhere.

2 year old finds joy.

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Heart pumps wild red love.

My glorious inflated torture.

Pressure of a kiss.

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