Sitting here it
Almost looks like
Summer outside yet
I know it’s
Autumn with chill
Same for love
All is beautiful
On the outside
But inside where
Love lives is
Chilly be wary
The appearance of
Warmth for without
Your own cloak
To ward off
Cold icy hearts
Can cause the
Eventual loss of
Things most important
I don’t know
About you but
For me when
I look at
You I see
Me in someone
Else and as
I turn and
Cock my head
You mirror me
It’s in you
That I see
Myself beautifully blemished
Do you see
What you might
Be or are
We just simply
Together because of
Course who else
Could stare and
Not get absorbed
Into each other
I do remember
When once you
Were my fall
Once when you
Prompted the harvest
Of emotions feelings
Those subtle notes
That changed me
From shade to
To to something
Else unimaginable a
Thing that what
Once was and
Now is what
Oh an afterthought
That coaster that
Clings to the
Class absorbing the
Humidity of quench
Am I just
A coaster placed
There to erase
That dripping thing
That you are
Or am I
That thing that
Pops your top
Releasing you in
To the world
We think that
Love just happens
Like a miracle
Oh no it’s
A spark between
A flint and
A rock igniting
Something completely separate
Love between two
Things is never
Theirs it occurs
Out here amongst
Other which have
Nothing to do
With it except
Bear their witness
It’s not all
The leaves that
Turn in fall
It’s the first
That catch my
Eye for they
Herald the change
For me that’s
You that first
Blaze of color
In a sea
Of green catching
All of my
Attention like wafts
Of honeysuckle lavender
In summer or
A quiet wink
Or the surprise
Over the shoulder
Glance and stare
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 