26 April 2015

A Quartet of Haiku for NaPoWriMo 2015

By Bud Koenemund

Recalled to Life
For “Her.”

My heart will not beat
again, ‘til your lips touch mine,
and renew my life.

For Val

Whispered words enflame;
clutching; fingers caressing;
hot breath on my skin…

For “Her.”

She was a black hole;
ripping apart my whole world
to reveal wonders.

New Worlds
For “Her.”

Like the big bang, she
exploded within my mind;
creating new worlds.

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