Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things—mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity—and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves. ~Bashō
This can be open to different interpretations. :-) It might not be a fling after all. The long embrace could have been just a woman's imagination. ;-) It could be just an ordinary fling, just as short as the summer season.
who hasn't had one, and felt this way?
ReplyDeleteNicely written haiku.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kristjaan! :-)
DeleteThere may not be any sense, but, oh, the fling was heaven while it lasted!
ReplyDeleteHaiku for Your Heart
Ah, summer flings never make sense . . . they just are
ReplyDeleteLike the summer fling...so fitting for the short season ~
ReplyDeleteiknow, that long embrace - means so much on warm breezy summer nights.
ReplyDeleteLike MMT said...it must have been heaven till it lasted...brilliant :)
ReplyDeleteI know.. a long embrace seems more apt for a winter night perhaps ;)
ReplyDeleteThis can be open to different interpretations. :-) It might not be a fling after all. The long embrace could have been just a woman's imagination. ;-) It could be just an ordinary fling, just as short as the summer season.
ReplyDeleteThanks for giving your own opinions here. :-)