Your whispers give me shivers
And I long to be in your arms
or since you are presenting the option to respond in haiku configuration
Cooling, loving words
Cut oppressive summer heat
Gently guide me home
In theory, I could have both as my response if that is also your speed.
I mark your presence
in the stilling of crickets,
Night breeze, and soft sighs.
Let's spite the distance
With written words and warm thoughts
As the moon watches
My pockmarked gaze
lingers on the moon's calm face —
we breathe together
