How Am I Entwined: Romantic IMprov Haiku

How am I? Longing/
for her silky long limbs to/
entwine around me?

Having Nightmares Dreaming Of Her: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

It is only a/
nightmare when I awaken/
and find she’s* not there.

OR
*to find her not there.

There are women who/
feel heartache even as they/
make men’s hearts take flight.

Everyone says “Wow!/
You* are so beautiful!” Like/
that’s a big surprise.

*she is

He begged her to just/
imagine that she is the/
stuff dreams are made of.

AND

If his dreams mattered,/
then she was and is that stuff/
dream girls grow out of.

She stood, beautiful,/
not knowing she was. He could/
just repeat the truth.

Are you capable/
of loving truly? Always?/
Then you deserve it.

When I’m quiet, I/
could be hurting, or maybe/
blissfully happy.

If I don’t write poems/
for her, that don’t mean nothin’/
‘ceptin’ that I’m tired.

Some tell us to quit. /
They ask, like Tina: “What’s sex /
got to do with it?”‘