It is in
These wee cool
Hours before dawn
While I wade
In the shallows
Of my emotions
And feel the
Small fish and
Salamanders nip and
Brush against me
Tickling and dancing
Knowing they are
There simply by
Feeling them near
Isn’t that love
Curiosity and happenstance
And the chance
Of brief affection
Let those come
And touch you
All I can
Promise you my
Young friend is
Nothing more than
Me to simply
Be your shadow
Even at night
Just close your
Eyes and I’m
Right with you
Have no fear
Because I’m here
Loving someone is
The hardest thing
To do but
When you love
You live and
The rest of
The time you
Are simply dying
I have finally
Learned that my
Heart never breaks
Like a movie
Or train ticket
It is punched
Over and over
And over again
Now full of
Holes incapable of
Containing anything it’s
Become a sieve
From which my
Light now shines
Attracting even more
Funny this thing
We call love
This morning’s sky
Has cleared like
That upturned look
And sweet slight
Smile through tears
After we knew
We must part
As we sat
Sitting and breaking
And saying nothing
Because post truth
Nothing else is
Really ever heard
At least not
In the same
Way as before
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 