I'm On Fire

If you'll recall... back in October of 2010, I told you about my first meeting with Nobuko - the Japanese Teacher of English who would become my first Japanese girlfriend and a very short time later, my fiance. You can read about that event HERE - and check out a photo of us taken that first day when it was quite obvious that despite my love-at-first-sight meeting of her, it sure as heck wasn't reciprocal.

What you didn't get to read about, however, were all of the haiku (poems) I wrote for her in five minutes as I desperately wanted to impress upon her (well, I wanted to press something on her) that I was smitten for this kitten.

So... since the only person I have ever shown the following poems to is my wife (three days ago), allow me to share my puppy love with the rest of the world. Feel free to borrow any one you like in the pursuit of that significant other - just don't forget to let me know if it worked out for you.

A haiku is a three-lined poem, with the first and third lines consisting of five syllables, and the second line a whopping seven syllables.
  
Here we go, in the order in which it was written that day:

Her beautiful eyes
Seem to hypnotize my soul
Capturing my heart.

Long and lonely nights
Have passed by the wayside now
That I have found you.

Lost in a Romance
Her Smile intoxicates me.
I know what love is.

I can see the light
Emanating inside.
We are together.

Inside and Outside
Lovely legs and ruby lips
Kind at heart are mine.

Needless to say, I think I got progressively worse as I continued - it's why I dislike editing my own writing. Often the first bunch of words coming out of my mouth or keyboard is the most heartfelt and thus, the best.

Somewhere trusting myself,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by: Bruce Springsteen: HOTSTUFF
And, for your viewing pleasure, here is a video of Robin Williams doing Elmer Fudd singing Bruce Springsteen: WABBIT.
I also do a mean impression of Robin Williams doing Elmer Fudd doing Bruce Springsteen, but there's no video of that. I'm weally, weally shy, unfortunately.
PS: I'm sure my wife was impressed by my out-pouring of love for this strange woman she never met and was duly impressed that I had not done the same for her. Fear not... I made her cry with my own love letter to her the next day. In this case, 'cry' because it was good.
PPS: The image down here - well, that's the original sample of my haiku writing that day. As you can see - no scratch outs. Get'er done right the first time. You can also see that the sheet of paper somehow survived the fire at my house a few years back.