Emotions – Page 5 – Iron Haiku

a passing shower-
drops of moonlight patter on
our shared umbrella
–
the taxi gone-
three long flights
to your apartment

the porch light goes dark-
the taste of cherry chapstick
lingers on my lips
–
lost in your garden-
crimson tulips
brush my cheek

your hand grasps my thumb-
our breathing becomes one as
sleep takes you away
–
post bottle-
a twitch wakes you
for just a moment

opening the blinds-
the white light of a full moon
caresses your skin
–
pounding surf-
the taste of salt
on your lips

a moss covered oak-
the sound of a woodpecker
hollow in the trees
–
echoes of prayer bells-
an ancient shrine
forgotten

white foam at her lips-
on ebon hooves she gallops
through the endless night
–
riderless-
the bearer of
secret horrors

social distancing-
tulip blossoms pay no heed
to the fall of man
–
robin’s song-
mankind’s
lament

softly glowing coals-
the gentle curve of your hips
make the snow drifts blush
–
afternoon sun-
rising streams
of snow melt

the blankets askew-
you stand before the window
glowing in moonlight
–
together asea-
with eyes the sky
and hair the sun

the day’s writing gone-
a vast expanse of paper
waiting on the muse
–
pen to paper-
the clock again
rolls over