Our friendship has changed
Once comforting like granola
Bathed in steamed milk
Then deep like rich
Dark soil in which
We planted our delicate
Dreams to the cotton
Candy of our crush
To the tentative touch
Of curious fingers entwined
Finally to storms passion
Drenching everything in the
Rain of desires hunger
And finally back to
The quiet beginning wondering
Just what exactly happened
Like waking from dreams
Confusion full of innocent
Chagrin and cautious glances
Asking where to now
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 