What Silence Means: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

She must know that her/
lengthy silence hurts. What does/
it mean? Broke phone? Or…?

Not Telling Kissing: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

Don’t you hate it when/
people kiss and tell about/
you, but you didn’t?

I was wondering/
if she’d like my gifts, but she’s/
done, so I don’t care.

I would like to claim/
I’m a closet romantic,/
but I’m surely not.

She hoped I wouldn’t/
stumble over her. It’d be/
nice to fall for her.

I’ve been hung up on/
before. Sometimes it’s deserved./
I know the diff’rence.

He’d seen it often./
She, interested, bantered./
He fell overboard.

Does beauty get sick?/
And is it physical thus/
to be? I knew not.

Executive jets
To desert
desserts
mean nichts to her.

Instead,
gazebo waltzes
and
rolling down hills
feed her soul
and
let her fantasies
take flight.

I tend to stay far /
away from girls who say they/
need kissing practice.