Look! Here comes the morning
And we’re destined
Let it kiss the forehead of us
As if all is well
Tag Archives: Kiss
O’Keeffe
What color
Was it
When I
Kissed you
A Haiku: The Sky’s Kiss
Be not heartbroken
Duel daily some unicorn
Wave this magic wand
Kiss: A Haiku
Oh -the open air!
Did you taste my tears trailing
to my happy heart?
June 12, 2016: A Haiku
Blanket Me with books
In the grass and balmy air
Try to kiss me there
Home Team
How fitting with tears
Already my eyes
Awake and about, too early for my taste today
Sitting before sunrise in morning’s faux light
Unfortunate scores, smiling lovers surprised on Kiss-Cam, toxic food stuffs
Damned Birds on the field
Root, root, root ’round my thoughts
But I wished
Thus, the tears
fly right: a haiku
Each time I’ve kissed you
You’ve asked me to take it back
And to disappear
Kiss My Pain
In the grand Plan
Of this life
Of these times
A bit of broken
A bruise or two
It seems
Is in order
Given our capacity
To heal
To lift
Each other
From under
Grace Again
Been thinkin’ about
My next breath
The thought of it
A seeming impossibility
But then somehow
It does show up
And kisses my neck
Actually
As it should
Morning: A Haiku
His laugh was gentle
His laugh was honest, child-like
I might’ve kissed him
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