Sitting here now
Basking in the
Over glow of
Last night I’m
Immersed in you
Like a sudsy
Hot bath my
Cares whisked away
Our lips met
For the first
Time many times
Last night tethering
Our emotions like
A dirigible moored
To tall poles
Now not only
Do I have
Your words but
The taste of
You with me
Early this morning
I don’t remember
What falling in
Love feels like
But when I
Can hear a
Hummingbirds wings fluttering
Or the sound
Of your smile
Spreading across your
Face I’m reminded
That there’s something
Going on now
That I must
Remember come let
Me drink from
Your cup and
Write you poetry
Oh distance you
Sleep miles from
Me which is
Too far even
The inches between
Us seem like
Oceans come let
Us moor our
Boats to the
Same dock and
Scrape together as
The seas press
Us tightly together
Today we meet
Like old friends
To share a
Crust a bowl
Of soup and
A pint of
Ale to reconnect
And share stories
Of self discovery
Every single lifetime
We do this
Find each other
Across the eons
Together again finally
Not at last
Finally when all
The other presents
Have been opened
A small package
Is found tucked
Behind the lowest
Bough not the
Prettiest or the
Biggest not the
One that screams
Here I am
But the one
Like a seashell
Contains the sounds
Of the ocean
Unwrap me you
Did and upon
Peeking inside you
Found my heart
Beating there slowly
For it is
The last present
There to open
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 