Morning Haiku Musings

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Hutch is up and waxing poetic… again.

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Chapter One

Morning Haiku musings

Early morning quiet
Waves shushing onto the shore
Bringing peace to him.

Lover still sleeping
Loved into a deep deep sleep
Dreaming of sunrise.

Sunrise with much more
Intense love and more sharing
More to fulfill dreams.

Standing with deep breaths
Pulling in dawn’s sweet colors
Along with Starsk’s scent.

Contentment so deep
Burying deep in his soul
All because of him.

Could have gone so wrong
Could have lost too much to bear
Accepting the peace.

He is here alive
Not lost but found and then saved
In the nick of love.

Chapter Two

Starsky’s Morning Highkuku

Sun is not up yet
Come back to bed idiot
What are you doing

Hey babe did you hear
It’s o dark thirty A M
Get your ass in here

Listen to me Hutch
Don’t you make me come out there
You will be sorry

Bout time you came back
ARRRRGGGHHH damn your toes are freezing
Get out of my bed

 

And Hutch spent the rest of the early morning on the couch, warming his freezing toes with an extra blanket instead of Starsk’s warm feet.

Haiku can be so sad.