A Formal Affair
check-in
the big white bed
beckons
makeshift bar
bottles on the desk
pulling back the drapes
looking down
falling together
her dress hides
her bruised thighs
unexpected visitor
they open the door
full moon
the perfect couple
fights in the elevator
•
Dead-bolted door
a new heat
overtakes them
she floats away
as the night wears on
thumping bass
staring at my feet
to avoid his glare
holding her closer
to avoid a fight
in his face
the look
. . . time for a shot
out in the car
secret smoke break
•
beneath the moon
he gently kisses
her forehead
holding hands
they promise forever
security guard
pacing the halls
ignorance is bliss
breaking the silence
the clink of a glass
unzipping her dress
his prospects
blossom
sipping water
his hands shake
•
in the mirror
behind her
he smiles
he starts to sing
her favorite song
impromptu dance
they hum and sway
together
one shot too many
he wobbles
lord of the dance
endearing until
his pants rip
out in the hall
she furiously sews
•
morning after
stitching the memories
back together
under the covers
he pokes her awake
sunrise
she says no
he stifles a groan
checking out
in more ways than one
last kiss
the moon breaks
the horizon
our memories fit
in one cardboard box
•
my daily routine
is harder
without you
unexpected text
stronger connection
crowded dance floor
he gingerly takes
her hand
lips lock
all is forgiven
he pulls away
the familiar sent
of cherry blossoms
three words
seal the deal
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This weekend, we all attended a sorority and a fraternity dance. These haiku are written from our experiences, our imagination and the experiences of others. Most of the haiku were written as in collaboration with each other so they are not individually identified.