Imagine if you will
we were laying together
here in my bed
listening to Satie or
Bach and against my
window we hear the
tap tapping of rain
as you turn to
me and I dot
and dash the same
code on your chest
my fingers becoming rain
and your body land
would you move closer
to the storm of
me or pull away
oh I think you
would inch inch inch
nearer and your laughter
would roll from your
lips like thunder claps
heralding love’s morning storm
Category: Affection
Hole
I had and now
I don’t and this
gaping hole once filled
lays open I peer
into its depths looking
for the bottom thinking
how on earth did
it get so deep
as to never again
be filled but avoided
I’llWalkThanks
I am admittedly
shy having been
bitten so often
I no longer
bleed it’s not
how many times
I get thrown
from the horse
but how many
times I decide
to climb on
at this point
I’ll just walk
it’s much easier
and less painful
LongLast
I have finally
at long last
settled in or
maybe settled down
into a life
filled with clean
clothes and clean
things and clean
heart I have
at long last
simply found me
in the one
place I never
thought I would
here I am
at long last
Hear
I heard you call
from the other room
just as I sipped
it’s a habit you
have of calling me
just as I sip
or chew or eat
causing me to delay
and you to call
again thinking that I
don’t didn’t hear you
honey I always hear
you I never don’t
ever hear you because
I listen for you
like a child holding
up a sea shell
knowing that he will
hear sounds of sea
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 