KooKooBananas

Fourtyfour = Four Haikus

Photo by Christina Hernández on Unsplash
  1. Happy Birthday

You turn forty-four.

Every day I love you more.

Come, pamper galore.

2. All of you in all of me

You fill me up, XXX.

My soul, sex, mouth, brain, heart, hands.

It’s never enough.

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Hey Sarah,

I'm writing anonymously, so I've been writing to a tiny audience. It makes the writing very free, but after a while creating into a vacuum... is as strange as isolation in a pandemic 😂. Would you consider published work?

Either way, I've got some fun stuff coming. Do add me to your list. Thanks very much.

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From the depths of lockdown

I didn’t write a hot sex scene
It would have been limited
By my imagination

Did you know
I love talking to strangers
And if I met a Craver

I’d throw him questions
Just to keep him
A little bit longer

Your voice
So calm, soaked
In something moist

Through little square glass
I watch you
Slowly unfold

When I’m free to roam again

Maybe you’ll feel like
Inviting me to where
Your energy flows

I’ll follow the current
Feeling around for a secret
Or will you find one of mine?

Did you like my dreams?
Of an old soul
I may have met before

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KooKooBananas

KooKooBananas

Truth-Speaker with occassional Foot-In-Mouth Disease. Sometimes Sexy Beast. Sometimes Asian Aunty. Gen-X. Woman. In Berlin.