Me = Poetry = Intensity: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

If you enjoy me/
and my poetry, get used/
to intensity.

Waiting For The Roller Coaster: Romantic Blogging Haiku

It’s up and down and
up and down and up and down
and still I’m waiting.

I wait for her to
Wake, to reach out, to want me
More than I need her.

Anxious to connect?
Or needing alone time space?
It’s hard reading you.

My feelings have changed./
Like the sun rising o’er lakes,/
I comprehend peace.

She says I goo her/
when I woo her. I’m cheesehead/
bred, so she melts me.

“He fits much better.”/
She called and said. Why’s she/
surprised I’m happy?

OR
“He fits much better,”/
she said. Why is she surprised/
I’m happy for her?

Silk lake reflects me./
Full moon peaks through gauzed cloud wisps./
We both gaze alone.

I’ll wait to wake you./
The moon’s setting in the West./
I wish you were, too.

Her eyes are soft. Like /
butterfly’s wings, they have that /
effect on my soul.