HAIKU Poem: The Lover as Haikus, by Konrad Ehresman

1. Pine tar, peppermint,
old smoke, and new sweat, your scent
intoxicating

2. Arm over my chest
as you hit the brakes and curse
sweet seatbelt lover

3. Spends tip money on
disposable cameras
fills them in hours

4. Smile that seems to shout
here I am upturned and wide
let me change your life

5. Takes dictionary
sketches us under lovers,
meaning on his face

6. Calls himself painter
calls himself work in progress
calls us masterpiece

7. Tells me to do it
his hand on back a promise
Is love just belief?