You guys are better than cereal, but today I’m the Special K! My family made me haiku book for my birthday – a spoof off of my book Haiku to Fall in Love to ❤ ❤ them so much
Backstabbing bitches talking shit, knowing nothing, caught up in that tea.
Heavy rain is sad… unless it’s by Soul for Real in which case it’s sweet. Candy Rain obv
Mariah Carey at her best. Or has she shone brighter dreamlover? Another prompt from a friend – this one done on the couch at Lavish boutique in Pasadena the night of their grand opening.
Gassy little fruit. You’re a substitute for carbs. That’s why I love you. Trying some new prompts from friends in the next couple of haikus! It’s pretty fun and increases your quick-thinking skillz. Got a prompt for me? Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
Your stale “I love you” is as useless as your heart: Fearful. Passionless.
Thin, without substance, depth, or anything to hold. That’s how your love is.
I want to be yours. Owned. Precious. Not to be lost. Your weakness. Your strength.