The buildings of downtown
stand like guards in
full coronation regalia patient
immovable and at attention
Fog hangs about their
shoulders like dusty applets
the light from windows
shining like hundreds of
tiny polished brass buttons
all huddled together leaning
one against the other
like drunken sailor revelers
in port on leave
waiting for the military
police to sweep them
up like boozy rubbish
and pour them back
aboard their heaving ships
Category: Gay
AnyWhere
Just as the sun
caught your naked shoulder
you turned the same
way that you turned
in Venice as the
shuttle boat turned the
corner of the canal
and the sun caught
your naked shoulder making
it glow as if
cast from gold itself
but now as you
sleep still beside me
I can still see
you and standing there
a few feet ahead
of me having always
and remain my leader
I’ll follow you anywhere
Gateway
I remember kissing you
just as I remember
your kissing of me
I don’t remember feeling
anything in particular actually
feeling no knowing yes
knowing that those kisses
were gateways and locks
between one thing and
something else between one
someone and another someone
else between wanting to
love and being loved
Close
Sometimes you can’t see
but you just know
I know that there
are mountains out there
even though fog conceals
them I know that
you love me though
distance separates us like
angry parents keeping us
apart oh I know
time is different than
distance distance is how
far away something is
while time spent together
tells me just how
close we actually are
Hands
I remember your hands
as they held mine
I remember feeling them
sudsy and warm under
the tap as we
washed in the kitchen
I remember noticing them
wind their way through
my hair turning my
face towards your kiss
I remember your hands
slipping free from mine
that last and final
time that we parted
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 