Some days
even words
fail me 
hovering there 
just out
of reach
just like 
you do 
when you’re 
getting dressed 
to go 

Everything outside 
is white 
as though 
angels and 
wishes came 
to visit 
and only 
wishes stayed 

What do we
call this new 
having been old
an admission of 
a once omission 
the truth of
a once lie
maybe a second 
chance a do
over of something 
once done badly 
or perhaps something 
fresh after once 
having spoiled how 
did we ever 
describe this once 

What is this 
new place love 
where once there
had been love
it was lost 
that then love
so what is 
this now love 
it came and
went that love 
but now it’s 
here again love 

Sleepy eyed 
on autopilot 
I slip
away quietly 
like summer 
giving way
to fall 
turning on
the kettle 
grabbing cups 
when from
behind me 
I feel 
arms wrapping 
around me 
and my
spring say
good morning 
my summer 
I knew 
that I 
would find 
you here