Haiku 18023

She plays tricks on me,
Her scent blocks my synapses,
And I’m lost again
~ Eugenio Saenz Jr.



Elevator opens
Her eyes glimmer
Wrinkles in mine build
Cheesecake cheeks
Hollow corridor blur
Shell blouse, smoke cardigan
Her body’s rhythm
Shoulder to heel
Sways confidence
Her smile cracks my armor
Extending branches
My breath escapes
In her embrace
And for a moment
I remember heaven

~ Eugenio Saenz Jr.