And there it
Was that sigh
Escaping like a
Freed mouse from
A trap skittering
Past open lips
After our kiss
That sound of
Passion released like
A wound spring
That boing of
A jack-in-the-box surprise
It came out
Only after our
Lips met signaling
The beginning of
Something wonderfully marvelous
The what we
Are is less
Important than who
Labels schmabels it
Doesn’t really matter
Some things have
No words defining
Them the feeling
Of an icy
Cold drink on
A sultry afternoon
Or a piping
Hot bowl of
Chowder on a
Frigid stormy night
These like us
Are simply called
Oooo’s ahhhh’s uhmm’s
There is a
Peace in knowing
A calm when
Understood like a
Blanket draped over
You on a
Chilly evening or
Catching a falling
Star to be
Gotten and felt
To express and
Be intimate to
Duck ones head
Under the surface
Of affection and
Rise to kindness
This is the
Sun I bathe
In after yesterday
Your voice to
Me is like
Raindrops falling on
Leaves like snow
Swirling in wind
The clack of
Ice on windows
The whoosh of
Breezy willows the
Surprise of dancing
Disco and DeBussy’s
Lullabies I hear
You absolutely everywhere
Amongst all the
Creatures the galaxies
The planets the
People amongst the
Eons the chances
That we’d meet
Is small the
Likelihood that we’d
Like each other
Is smaller the
Idea that we’d
Kiss tinier still
This idea that
We’d love each
Other is so
Rare that by
Happenstance it shouldn’t
Happen so what
Are we we’re
The difference that
Only life makes
Purely simply divine
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 