Repetition

It is eternal because the same remains.

Christmas Lights

The Christmas lights are up

I am in the mood,

Alright.

Have they always

Twinkled like that

Or do they 

Because it parallels

My own delight.

They are the same

While my eagerness

To stop,

Observe and smile

Has me burning 

On the inside.

Under pressure I am

A snowball 

Of anger

Outbursts
Often

Out of control

I am the same

But the difference

This year

I forgive myself

Like others

In the long stretch

In my lasting search

Of what matters

And I have you

As seed 

To my everyday glee.

It is Christmas time

The lights are up

This time, I am looking up.

A love like this

Tell me 

What I do not hear

Interpret

The kisses

And that smell

Behind the ear

Hug my sins

Fondle my skin

That enslave my fears

Tell me it exists

My love

A love like this.