Warm Candy: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

When I see candy,/
I wonder if she also/
remembers my warmth.

Why Return? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

With his spilling* still/
in her sheets, there’s no reason/
for me to be there.
Or
*sweetness

I thought I could sleep/
in until she woke up and/
started yammerin’.

She a cool, tall blonde/
Of whom I could be fond./
Does she want to carpool with me/
To see what kind of gentleman I’ll be?/
Or just to save gas?

What if the reason/
I want to meet her is not/
because of her face?

Today I showed my/
co-worker her photo and/
said: “Here’s my dream girl.”

The world was denied/
his creativity just/
so they could converse.

She asked for him first./
She asked for him more. I’m just/
a fill in for him.

Why does her name sound/
familiar? Why does it call/
like distant water?

If I have no chip/
on my shoulder, she can rest/
her head there, gently.