And like a
Breeze through the
Window on a
Sultry August afternoon
In South Carolina
Our conversation chilled
Me whisking aside
The depressing humidity
Making goose flesh
Erupt on naked
Shoulders shivers danced
Down my arms
Landing on my
Palms as I
Cautiously reached out
To your hand
Letting you know
That I was
And will be
Here for you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 