This week’s Humpday Haiku

               “Her words pour in me, heart warms like a coffee mug, that never empties.”

 

“Those sandpaper snores, deep sonorous thunderstorm, comforting and quaint.”

‘         like the frozen seed/longs for the warmth of springtime/so I, long for you’

“Arrow through my heart, no pain just bliss (for a while), til it gets pulled out.”