Should she invite you into her heart
You should bow in honor
Should you nitpick and dictate
She should see you out
Should she extend to you a second chance
She should not
She should not 
Tag Archives: Flower
Simple Shoulders
How the simple, flowered smock,
with strings for the shoulders,
hanging now on the door,
picked up from the floor,
could become such something
when
I grazed the seeming nothing,
I’ll never know.
This Haiku: Refuge
Dear Flower, I thought,
please kiss him from me – but no
– yours is most perfect.
Oh, Flora
I’m not afraid to tell it
How the flora on my left
Likes to brag to all the fauna
That she’s taken with the West
Maybe ’twas the mountain
Or the headlands on the coast
Who touched soft upon her shoulder
And of whom, ’til death, she’ll boast
This Haiku: Their Whimsy Way
He: “You’re beautiful.”
She: Wiping away the rain,
blows an “I know.” kiss.
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