how do I forget?
everything reminds me,
of how I loved you
how do I forget?
everything reminds me,
of how I loved you
you’re just so good
how can I be sensible
and get on with it
haiku’s are too short
to sufficiently describe
what you mean to me
first a jumbled picture
plainly piecemeal progress
yet still satisfies
cold refreshing bursts
soft crunch, brings sweet addiction
juicy ruby gems
awkward teenagers,
to become resplendent thieves
short tails still a joke
tranquil braiding rivers
expose jutting monoliths,
plains and citadels
thongs, unlike a boot
have no confining features
simply the sole