Haiku #87

I have a giving Heart that leaked for everyone Until it was dry

Unmotivated

Motivation Or lack thereof It does not help To have a name For what I need When I cannot Scrounge up enough To do something about it -Kel Dayheart

If there is a price tag It’s not real love It’s just masquerading as it

I kiss your sleep warm skin With feather- light lips

I can’t lose you Clinging on and on

Be my honey bee And I’ll be

My hands have been Empty, lonesome

I could feel His smile

Our story was cursed From the very beginning

I don’t want a romance for the ages I just want