Yet every time
Every single time
Every time that
I think that I’m
Over you I’m
Reminded that I’m
Not I never
Will be over
One tiny thing
Brings back all
The other things
I hate this
I hate it
I wish that
I hated you
But I don’t
I never will
Oh I know
That you are
You are well
Past over me
I’m the one
Passed over on
Your way to
Being well well
Past over me
Lay with me
Let me paint
You with words
Let me strum
Your hair like
A harp let
Me tap your
Tummy like a
Tympani let my
Fingers dip in
Loves water colors
And draw circles
Across your brow
Down the cliffs
Of your cheekbones
And pool in
The hollows of
Your throat lay
With me and
Let me look
Into your eyes
And see stars
So far away
Yet close enough
To touch stay
Lay with me
Delay with me
Let this night
Last into the
Day with me
I dreamt of
Lovers past and
Present they brought
Me joy like
That first snowfall
In late November
Full of wonderment
And awe like
That first tickling
Ahh upon dipping
Toes in a
Cool Wisconsin lake
And warmth like
That cabin fire
In Vermont after
An afternoon of
Sledding I awoke
Nestled beneath comforters
Knowing that I
Was loved and
In turn loved
Remember don’t find
Someone attractive in
The hopes of
Loving them love 
Them and you
Will always find
Them irresistibly attractive
I have never
Seen two birds
Bump into each
Other in flight
We were lucky
Then to be
Humans instead of
Birds weren’t we
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 