It’s also
strange this
not needing
anyone else
for finally
I can
simply want
deliciously want
succulently desire
absent of
distanced from
the baggage
of need
I carry
my own
now these
emotional bags
leaving others
to lug
around theirs
Category: Gay
Sip
There’s just
something about
that first
sip of
morning coffee
similar to
that first
smooch I
share with
you each
one reminding
it’s dawn
things to
do you
to love
Faith
I don’t
believe in
beliefs things
out there
to point
at saying
I believe
in that
in him
I believe
in faith
strong courageous
silent and
invisible faith
Romance (for John)
I’m a romantic
and as such
I carry in
eyes and heart
the emotions of
this my life
and I leave
the mechanics of
such to those
who as children
went woefully blind
to their dreams
of forever after
BecomingOne
Sadly I’ve found
that I am
the last one
to ever trust
with love or
desire for truth
be told mine
blend together like
watercolors lacking boundaries
mine behave like
water and ice
in a glass
both being separate
things borne from
the same yet
each being different
but like ice
and water after
time they return
one becoming the
other becoming one
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 