Yeah, haiku is a kind of restrictive form if you have a story in mind. I find it hard to work a story into any less lines than you have there. I like the story.
There are different ways of assembling the syllables & I've
managed before, but it just wouldn't do it tonight. I figured
I was writing haiku, I was on a roll. But, it just wouldn't go.
Anticipating.
I'll meet my love at midnight,
when the moon is high.
From the dragon's mouth
I heard a small, frightened voice.
It was his dentist.
I hear the soft rain
beating on the window pane
& I think of you.
And my only vampire haiku, I was testing
the rearrangement of syllables at the time.
I can sense your pulse beneath your warm skin.
Your blood is so inviting...