Gavin: Actually, the poem was based on a dream, and it describes the experience in the dream, and after waking up. How would you feel if... after you wake up from a romantic dream, you feel your lips tasting like strawberry?

BTW, your poem made me laugh for no apparent reason. It probably was because I remembered Yosemite Sam, and thought of him as a pirate (barely reaching the streering wheel). Nevertheless, cool poem.

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Sorry for breaking the wait-two-replys-before-post rule, but I remembered a haiku I wrote some time ago, so before I forget it, I'll write it. I believe it's preety simple, though.

Love? No thanks!

Love is beautiful,
But it's filled with lots of pain.
I don't want to love.