Oh I know
I know even
Now and I’ve
Said and you’ve
Heard but but
It’s your eyes
Pull me in
Each every time
Like dark chocolate
Whirlpools they draw
Me down into
The pools of
Your soul smiling
Like children unwrapping
Presents and when
Sad they fall
Like October’s leaves
While I remember
All of you
What I never
Forget are those
Brown kisses set
In almond cookies
As a child
I stared through
The bakery window
At cream puffs
And while poor
I knew that
One day I
Would taste them
Oftentimes it’s not
In the tasting
That matters much
It’s the knowing
That you will
One day soon
You my dear
Will be handed
Your very own
And very sweet
Cream puff by
Another cream puff
What is unimportant
To me is
Who I am
For I know
Important however is
You for you
I don’t know
You are the
Second moon in
My sky and
Upon you only
I can gaze
You are only
There when I
See you as
All others cannot
That is simply
How special you
Are to me
Words and actions
That unlock the
Hearts lock springing
It open quietly
Are very romantic
Like whispers in
Twilight and breaths
On the cheek
Hearing heavens harp
Sweet soft song
Without love desire
Is but veneer
Applied cheaply and
Thin giving the
Appearance of beauty
Ah but love
Love is walnut
Hickory and cherry
Dense heavy rich
Able to withstand
Even strong hammers
And often sculpted
Into long lasting
Things of beautifulness
On its own
Look for me
And find me
Take me home
And create me
Into something you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 