Below them,
the dark streets beckoned
with crimson light.
below them
silence of city streets
screamed with loneliness
the dark streets beckoned
warmer hearts
and fuller bellies
with crimson light
feigning love and musky scents
to pay the rent
(c) Tournesol’17/11/24
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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Very poignant! I love how you used parts of the line repeated as well.
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Thanks, Angela. The repetition is a new form of Haiku created by Chevrefeuille. It is one of favourite forms of writing. You can see the explanation http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.ca/p/troiku-new-form-of-haiku.html
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Awesome, thank you!
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