Groovy Guys Feelings: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

I’ve learned I’m groovy./
But even groovy guys can/
get their feelings hurt.

Slamming Creativity’s Door: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She, the mistress of/
my muse, slammed the door on my/
creativity.

She has no feelings?/
She would profane and claim her/
emptiness? Fill me.

We discuss how we/
can reach the Magic Kingdom./
You bring it with you.

You bring the magic.

Feelings of desire/
stir in me old memories:/
Shame and foolishness.

Feelings of desire/
stir old mem’ries of shame and/
foolishness in me.

Not knowing who first/
rose to see this, I’ll just say/
I’m glad feelings bloomed.

Why do we often/
fear anticipation of/
potential brilliance?

They spoke how they were:/
Finishing their rituals./
Should one stop good ways?

With morning’s longing/
I reach out for you. I just/
can’t stretch far enough.

With morning’s longing,/
I reach out for you. It’s hard./
You’re too far away.

I will have to be/
amazing to attract your /
own amazingness.