Tag Archives: Juice
Tall Order
Juicy
Miracle from God
I met my match in you
Which of us has the quieter lips
The longest green stare?
Mechanical
Bastard, but not exactly
Father-figure to everyone, you
So help me now
Let’s dance, like you said, damn it
Juice: A Haiku
The grapefruit content
In its pale-pink, amber hue
Never needed orange
Maraschino: A Haiku
I walk this way, for
I’m hoping to spill happy
all over this place.
Realigned my soul