It's Still True. Why Quit? – Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

Though I messed up once,/
I still believe and will try/
eternal marriage.

I Confess. I Lied: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Yes, I know I’m a/
dirt bag pig dog and you should/
hate me. Get in line.
OR
Yes, I know I’m a/
fiduche pig dog. To despise/
me, take a number.

My ad lib lines are/
not well rehearsed. In fact, they/
are not lines at all.

Ive done everything/
she asked me to. Now what should/
I do? Wait for her?

I found a poem I/
wrote her in late December./
Will she remember?

When she stands up and/
moves to another table,/
that’s a clear signal.

Her email stated:/
“Love can’t be forced!” He wondered/
if he could push it.

After decades, a/
woman rubs my back during/
Church. What should I do?
OR
I’ve waited for years./
A woman rubs my back in/
Church. What should I do?

She wants to see me/
so she can again grind her/
heel into my heart.

Happy, she leaned in/
to give me a kiss. Which way/
should I turn my head?