There’s a traveling hack
Take half of what
You normally would pack
This is the reason
We tend to bring
Twice as much as
We will ever use
Imagine your hearts suitcase
When you move on
Only bring with you
Forward half of everything
Related to experiencing love
Why you may ask
Because when you get
To whomever you’re going
You are likely to
Never wear bad memories
And instead need room
For the good memories
You’re going to make
You don’t know you
Just don’t know how
Many times I pulled
Up but never got
Out you don’t know
How many letters or
How many texts I
Started and then deleted
Knowing that when you
Walked out you walked
Out of us and
Back into only you
I was a stranger now
And if we ever
Should stumble upon each
Other it would be
No better no worse
No more familiar or
No more odd than
The very first time
Sometimes letting people go
Gives them a chance
To come back once
They are ready to
And he was ready
You know well you
Do know this you
Know even though you
Will deny this you
Always do when you
Don’t want to you
Say no it’s you
You do that you
Think that only you
No one but you
You’re right it’s you
I think about you
But come on you
Do too don’t you
Sometimes you find happiness
In the unlikely places
Steamy early morning coffee
During the mornings sunrise
That last whispered goodnight
Followed by that first
Surprisingly ticklish good morning
But now I realize
That where I find
My happiest of happiness
Is in your eyes
Depending upon the night
Or the morning even
A few butterflies land
Bumblebees bounce buzz about
I play your ribs
Like a Chopin sonata
Reaching for your flank
Like a master carpenter
Searching for low impressions
Exploring your ebony plank
Making my mental notes
Of places to revisit
Suddenly we’re on skis
Swooshing sliding and slithering
Down towards the bottom
Landing in a drift
Snowy white down comforter
Giggling at our craziness
Waiting for the candles
Of our eyes to
Slowly sleepily flicker out
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 