This morning’s sky
Is a robins egg
Pale blue outside
With white edges
Where it cracked
The East glows
An iridescent white
While cool night
Retreats far west
Dipping its shadow
Behind the cypresses
The vibrant rich
Colors of day
Remain still muted
Sleepiness calm like
The last dream
I just had
Hangs like netting
I bathe nighttime
But dawn each
And every dawn
Brings to me
The same sweet
First taste of
A new lollipop
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
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 