And my world
Grows silent like
Dusk over the
Ocean a lapping
Tide my only
Reminder of the
Surf which once
Pounded my beach
Laying in calm
I now listen
To nothing wondering
What sounds you
Hear swords striking
Armor neighs and
Winnies of charging
Horses as you
Battle the demons
Of your day
Come back to
Me weary and
Worn and I
Will caress your
Wounds with salve
Readying you for
Your next tomorrow
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
It’s true that
We go together
Like grilled cheese
And tomato soup
Find comfort together
Like puppies sleeping
Fit together like
Letter and envelope
As different as
Winter and summer
Yet revolve around
Each other like
Sun and moon
Sharing the sky
Shining when the
Other is asleep
Subtle as winks
Grand as laughter
There are so
Many people looking
Looking for this
And that looking
For things outside
Looking for those
People that will
Complete them completely
Always looking ahead
Looking to what’s
Next looking around
The corner or
Across the room
Looking for that
Hint that glint
Of cautious interest
Of invitation of
Hope always looking
Away from where
They find themselves
Truth be that
The joy that
They look for
Is in the
Last place that
They look it’s
Oddly found there
Right with them
So we kissed
The heavens opened
Revealing a new
Universe just on
The other side
Of now a
Place only accessed
In our minds
As eyes closed
And mouths opened
And fingers explored
As the hands
Of God himself
Pressed us together
And Angel sighs
Escaped our lips
Setting dew upon
The morning flowers
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 