This Haiku: October 14, 2015

I started running
I brought with me abundance
I stopped at your side

Elsewhere Mode: A Haiku

And speaking of here
Exactly why aren’t you here
Just what’s wrong with here

If it be my fate
That I be your loving fate
May it come to pass

What need I ask you?
Or answer? In what color?
That we’d have this dance?

Splay out the crazy
Let’s surf that glorious wave
Let’s champion it

Can I look at you
as I used to look at you?
I don’t know, can I?

You can kiss my eyes
Just who do you think you are
Touching me that way

The remaining rain
Treasure, you would love the scent
The clouds, dust and Sun

Talk about the feel

The distance and soft leather

That you’ve never touched

Hey retro blue Truck
Bring me back from there to Now
Down roads that breathe Truth