Through wet, wide, green eyes,
I see you. You checkered flag
– daring me to race.
This Haiku: Refuge
Dear Flower, I thought,
please kiss him from me – but no
– yours is most perfect.
Concerto
The soul-thieving
The final note
The rise of it, without warning
The float away, away
The carried heartstrings
The compelled to stay, to wait
The Violin, faultless
The love, endless Any Way
This Haiku: We Climbed
This hand I’ve to give
Sweaty and holding my heart
Is yours when you want
This Haiku: Oneness
Oh The Universe
What Great Promise does it ask
Mutual Honor
Storied Smile
Mr. Great, Mr. Great
I must touch your teeth
They have stories, such great stories
I’ll tempt them to tell
I have secrets, secret secrets
And a contagious splash
See here This Thing, This Shiny Thing
I’ll force your smile yet
This Haiku: Running With Flag
Up and down I trace
Just where are you on my spine
Our roots intertwined
This Haiku: All This Air
My slow-motion reach
And Morse Code tap on your skin
Does it feel sublime
This Haiku: Endurance
Spiky-sharp boulders
Jut at ankles and shoulders
Notice the flowers
This Haiku: Wander Women
Worship our firm feet
Talk to the arch of our backs
Be crazed by our breath
Approaching Wanderlust Squaw Valley, CA; July 2015
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