How Do I Tell You

How do I tell you.
Feelings.
Ufettered.
The wreckage of a soul.
Eternal love.
Undying.
How do I tell you.
When I see.
When our hearts speak again.
Memories.
Those little moments.
Infinite.
Pure.
The thing we all seek.
It was you.
It's always been us.
How do I tell you. 
Tell me.
Please.

Sunlight

Roaming through life.
Like sunlight through trees.
Coffee in the morning.
Off to work.
The routine.
Love I seek. 
My heart, open.
Searching constantly.
Will it be found?
Will my search end?
It hurts you know.
You gone.
Alone.
You run through the trees.
Away. 
What did I do?
I need your heart.
You knew this.
Was it too much? 
I'm sorry. 
The sunlight still shines.
Through the trees. 

Sunday Morning

Snow Stream

 

I’m up before the sun,

I can’t help it.

My internal clock

doesn’t recognize the weekend.

Hot coffee,

aroma radiates.

The little one,

soundly sleeps.

Time to write.

Nah, I can’t.

Too early,

the sun rising.

Birds still silent,

like newly fallen snow.

Winter on a Sunday.

Java brewed.

Thoughts new.

The wife’s to-do,

awaits.

All I want

is playoff pigskin.