I order lockdown but you always find a way to enter my mind.
Under the bright sun you lock me in a sweet dream. I burn but don’t care.
The dense fog outside, Much like the fog in my mind, Under your kisses.
Paulo Coelho, Philosopher impostor, … More Haiku Coelho
You, long boring book. I, reader indifferent. The, library closed.
Cafeteria. My cappuccino and I. My mojo missing.
When I saw your face, my warrior heart white-flagged. Capitulation.
Infatuated, I sculpt your face in the clouds, for my eyes only.
Got tailored space suit. Want to look sleek free floating around cyber space.