Sitting here thinking
more like recalling
how I traced
your lips with
my fingers up
and down and
all around watching
your eyes smile
it was quiet
then as you
turned away shyly
and me asking
is something wrong
after a moment
you turned back
it was then
when your lips
said what your
eyes just did
it was then
right then when
we both knew
that this new
day had broken
Category: Affection
MyDearLad
But remember that you
are twenty-seven years old
you have a whole
lot of life left
to live I’m on
the opposite side of
that timeline most of
my life has already
been lived resulting in
memories your job is
to make your own
whereas mine is to
remember those I’ve made
NoNoI
No no I
do I do
just wait just
stay and let
me listen and
look and touch
lay with me
stay with me
play with me
let us be
now before we
go back to
where we belong
Desire
I have noticed
something about desire
it only happens
when it’s mirrored
it might be
missed or longed
for but only
ever occurs reflected
yet when absorbed
and given back
willfully and wantonly
when unwrapped and
set to air
it freely explodes
like a snowball
tossed at chest
hit by face
glee gaily erupting
surprised by mistake
Awhile
I do remember
now I remember
that first fall
morning when outside
we saw trees
enflamed by the
summers sun at
long last igniting
into dizzying colors
you seeing first
being in front
and I second
being in back
roaming your torso
with cautious hands
and laying little
almost guppy kisses
on your back
not too many
as to shake
leaves from trees
let us let
this be awhile
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 