We only miss things
When they are gone
Why then is happiness
Found in the past
Like the dollar bill
Found in the pocket
Only on laundry day
Happiness it finally seems
To be to me
An afterthought and aftertaste
Had gone and remembered
Category: Romance
Tears
Oh if only
Tears could talk
They’d tell you
All my secrets
But tears well
They simply well
Then they fall
Silently they fall
Sadly saying nothing
Really
I guess I don’t
I thought I did
I thought I did
You must believe me
Maybe it went sideways
Just like a car
Hitting some black ice
And what was there
In front of me
Is now over there
And silently passing by
Almost like a dream
Maybe I drank too
Much of you and
I realized with regret
That all of this
Was just too good
To be really real
And like one who
Stepped foot into Heaven
Decided I’m not worthy
And it’s back to
Hell for someone who’s
As damned as me
Gosh
Gosh you’re beautiful to
Me most mornings I
Think that I’m waking
Up in the studio
Of Michelangelo or Rodin
On some divan staring
At his latest model
I run my hand
Across your obsidian flank
Tracing like a child
Staying within the lines
Over and down like
A sled filled with
Curiosity only to land
Amidst the trees of
Eyelashes which shake and
Drop their own sleepiness
Finally lips meeting mine
Tasting the cool crispness
Of my Alpine stream
HowIKnow
How I know that
I do love you
I see me in
You in your eyes
And in your smile
I see me in
How you look at
Me I worry about
You knowing that you
Are worrying about me
I think about you
When I’m not thinking
About anything else I
Wonder about you where
And when and if
How do I know
That I love you
Because it’s all that
I have ever known
Ever truly ever known
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 