What I So Desperately Need To Do

Maybe it’s the jet lag,
Or maybe it’s the altitude,
Or maybe both
That caused me to wake
So early this morning,

High in the Colorado Rockies.

There was a perfect stillness
And peace
As I sat on the porch,

A cup of hot black coffee
In my hand
In the coolness
Of this mountain morning,

And just a glimmer of sunrise
Teasing my eyes,

And that’s when
I got your email…

Seems like that note
Came from a million miles
Away,

And a million months
Of memories,

And maybe it did.

How is it
That a few written words
Can have so much influence?

Can open the gates
Of longing?

And cause me
To miss you
So deeply?

Maybe
The stillness
And tranquility
Of this natural grandeur
Amplified all…

Making me
Miss you
All the more.

If only
You were here.

If only
You were here,

For me
To look into your eyes,

And hold you,

And tell you…

How much I love you.

If only I could…

That’s what I
So desperately want.

That’s what I
So desperately need

To do.

© 2018 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

9 thoughts on “What I So Desperately Need To Do

  1. You described such a beautiful early morning scene, I felt the tranquility and envisioned it ever so clearly. The longing does come when we are still, listening to the silence, alone, memories fill pass through our mind like a movie being played. Just like the e-mail, it happened at a time of stillness. Beautiful write Bill.

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