Did you/
send new/
haiku?/
I’ll view,/
and thank you!

Some women get in/
your head, heart, then ignore you/
like you’re a leper.

She hopes my extra-/
large shoes are proportionate./
Now I’m in trouble.

Where do you go when/
you kiss a girl whose email/
and name are unknown?

I think my moonlight/
discombobulativeness/
was because of you

A nearly perfect/
meeting. It went so well that/
I’ve nothing to say.

Knowing her light lies/
glowing through the night on soft/
skin, I’m tempted in.

When the full moon rose,/
shimmering in the east sky,/
so, at last, did I.