Cure Of The Blue Moon: Romantic IMprov Haiku

There’s a blue moon out./
If you were here or I there,/
we could cure our blues.

A blue moon’s out. If/
you were here or I there, we’d/
cure our blue feelings.

Crying, Empty, Over Love Songs: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

Only I could cry/
about a love song when there’s/
no one there to love.

Because I forgot/
lunch, I shall feast only on/
your words and be filled.

Is it okay
in the middle of the day
to say
my thirst for you is not abated:
I remain,
by you,
twitterpated?

Touch me on my green/
IM spot and I shall be /
happy all day long.

During harvest time/
he wondered how his cheese would/
taste with her peaches.

There was a moment/
when I was supposed to wait./
I didn’t, okay?

As I gazed at her/
new hairstyle, tan, smile, style, look, /
my heart lept with joy!

It’s sad when you know/
this is finito and she/
talks with some new guy.

I miss you. A lot./
How or why i do doesn’t/
matter much, does it?

I miss you. I miss/
your voice. How or why doesn’t/
matter much, does it?