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Haibun: Love to Sin

As night turns to daya tryst becomes a stay. Clothes strewn across the floor, a breadcrumb trail for Lust to find her way. Sunlight beams through the window and into two lovers’ hearts.

A stirring of bodies, a hand glides over another. The electricity of the night before sparks like flint against steel and radiates outwards. The quiet, morning tension broken by the chirps of a passionate, morning chorus. Accidental voyeurs to a second sin.

The cardinal sings
of carnal sin—a climax
we’re lost in song

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