lips cold as night, or: a good six inches

Another collection of haiku twittering from @AlinaMeridon

defenceless beauty
naked in the pillory
punish? or worship?

Oh what perfection!
Give me talons to catch him –
and make him my slave…

Fiery red curls –
bright with dangerous magic…
Let lovers beware!

silk-clad bones of steel
flesh ripe and ready to eat
hourglass perfection

a good six inches
elegantly curved, but sharp!
(murder on the feet)

I believe in love!
I have found it many times –
but romance wrecks it…

her lips cold as night
whisper love with frosty breath
setting hearts aflame

unicorns exist!
what rare, beautiful creatures –
so hard to capture…

black ink on pale skin
assertive calligraphy
‘I belong to you’

this is not haiku
the syllable count is wrong
only sixteen!

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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2 Responses to lips cold as night, or: a good six inches

  1. monocochlearmutineer says:

    This is most certinly haiku, dear boy – although I have a feeling you like the idea of being a slave to Mistress Syllable… 😉

    • Frank says:

      Hi – thanks for the comments & likes. I’ve just moved house and internet access is sporadic at best and always slow. Should get connected again next weekend…

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