Haha poor Frankie <$ (american love)

now
you leave
again

That was beautiful, Frankie! Ladies first, I'll wait

<$ = (not american love to me. but i get your love anyway...)

Originally Posted by OrchestraInside

That was beautiful, Frankie! Ladies first, I'll wait

Huh? Really? Beautiful? Thank you OI. I will go back and make BOLD my last line again!
I must admit, however, that I was influenced by scripture on that one; so I cannot accept full credit.

Oh how gentlemanly...

Originally Posted by Frankie Jasmine

<$ = (not american love to me. but i get your love anyway...)

Some bri'ish love then <£££££££££££££££££££££££

Every time
A tear falls
I die

I die
in the dust
I live

I live
Therefore I must
Breathe

EDITED!

Because I didnt get another eulogy today, I decided to urbandictionary.com my name. Amazing suggestions there.

Frankie, I'm off to bed - you wont have to feel rushed

I live
With every breath
you take

Edit: hmm I quite like the sound of some of my senryu today (they may not be as image provoking as the haiku but they're quite touching emotionally) I think I'll tweet them

I'll cater to both of you

Breathe
you take my breath
away

Whoa, watch out there, OI! You know the way to ladies' hearts! Pleasing two at once; very impressive!
Suppertime for us here . . .

Away
With brittle promises
Scoundrel

P.S. No hidden message there--just what came to mind from the word "away!"

I wish. Thanks anyway

Scoundrel
floats inside me
hidden

Ooooo . . . "hidden" is too great a word to ignore!

Hidden
Beneath solid earth
Molten sea

- - - - -

Would this end better with only the word "molten"? That's how I had it at first, but it felt incomplete.

I like it as it is. Beautiful.

Molten sea
teeming with our hopes
oozing faith

Originally Posted by OrchestraInside

I like it as it is. Beautiful.

Thanks, OI.

Oozing faith
Pandemic epidemic
Leaky boats

. . .

Leaky boats
holey hearts and souls
you and me

... I'm addicted to ATL ....

You and me
A pea and a bean in a
Happy pod

While everybody else sleeps, I pounce!
OI: My rhyme on page 6(?) wasn't intentional. My brain just couldn't escape from "blue sky".

Happy pod
slipping silver space
I float you

I float you
garden in desert
waiting spring