Following Her Following Me: Romantic IMprov Haiku

I didn’t know she/
was Facebook following me/
until I stalked her.

Capturing Beauty Alone: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

With arms extended,/
alone, she still captures her/
beauty through her phone.

There are those who claim:/
“Nobody is happy!” but/
they haven’t met me.

How often do we/
expect others to do what/
we won’t do ourselves?

She flings aside her/
shackles, and leaps into the/
arms of Superman.

Old habits arise,/
and I’m tempted again to/
free* my tawdry pen.
OR
*lift

You’re throwing off the/
shackles of what others said/
you should be. Now, BE.

She views where we once/
romped and she broke my heart. I’m/
the lonely island.

Do you ever hear/
something wonderful happened/
and wish you were there?
OR
Do you ever have/
something wonderful happen/
and wish she was there?

“Merry me!”, he said to/
she who was his kindred goof/
spirit. And they laughed.