Handful of halfarsed haikus

How consequential are you
And me, made of
Same stardust as the galaxies

Unrequited is the
Nature of nature, e'en
Winds blow in one direction

How much the sky must
Love the moon for
Giving birth to her everyday

Even if not a river bank
Home will always be
An ocean bed

Specially on nights with
clear skies I fall
in love with freckles 'round her eyes

Easier to hide behind
A bunch of words than
Perfect love songs of the birds