A Saturating Dream: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She walks, laced and bare-/
(footed), smoothly, through his dreams./
He’s saturated.

Quiet Story: Romantic IMprov Haiku

I could write her a/
story, but I would not/
post it publically.

I’m already thrilled/
about a Swiss rendezvous/
we haven’t had yet.

I’ve concluded that,/
in Nature, there are far more/
than 50 grey shades.

If I become an /
irrelevant man to her,/
then what’s my purpose?

Church can ask a lot/
of me, but The Savior can/
never ask too much.

As I lay in dad’s/
hammock, I didn’t know I’d/
see Greek statue trees.

I read what she wrote./
I’ve dreamed one would write of me/
thusly. None have yet.

She’s ready for me/
once she deletes her wedding/
and honeymoon pics.

He smiles at me from/
her embrace on Facebook. I/
think: “She’s not ready.”