Once fresh like
Bread right out
Of the oven
Crusty and warm
To the touch
Like a new
Comic book filled
With action and
Adventure crazy characters
Capable of saving
The world like
Lovers only interested
In the simple
Touch of hand
To body but
We’ve cooled like
Those dog days
Of summer after
Anticipated thunder storms
Which knowingly will
Heat up again
Bringing more rain
And eventual Autumn
Sillily I thought
We’d be summer
A while longer
I still write
To you almost
Almost every day
But I don’t
Tell you anymore
In the beginning
We talked like
Newly found friends
At a summer
Camp dizzy with
Secrets and laughter
But now we’ve
Returned to our
Old life of
School and homework
Besieged with mundane
Let us meet
Again soon sitting
Around a campfire
In awe of
Each other like
The children that
We were when
We first met
Sometimes you say
Things that tickle
Me like a
Feather or dandelion
Under the chin
Yesterday you said
That a best
Friend asked about
You about me
Giddy with glee
I realized that
I was now
A part of
An extended part
Of you that
I was present
In not only
Your life but
Also in theirs
Such a wonderful
Place to be
Indeed
Friends we are
And friends we’ll
Be yes we
Knock on the
Door of romance
Like weary travelers
Seeking harbor from
A cold world
A place to
Rest a warm
Hearted hearth which
Renews our hope
That indeed there
Is someone somewhere
Thinking of me
And now I
Know having kissed
Another I now
Know your kiss
The immersion I
Feel from your
Lips like dunking
My head under
Water I’m in
A different world
And when I
Break the surface
Of your kiss
I see your
Eyes like bright
Sunshine making me
Squint and draw
You in closer
Than close to
Me
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 