And just like
Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake
I have realized
That true beauty
Is only realized
At the point
At which it
Is gone forevermore
Is it that
Our eyes blind
Us or is
It that our
Heart sings a
Sweeter melody let
Me remember you
Like the winter
Remembers the summer
Like the drought
Remembers the rain
Let me remember
That one starlit
Night in Sardina
When your eyes
Outshone the heavens
I stepped away
Like a storm
That dumped its
Rain on mountain
Tops deciding to
Be cloudy rather
Than another storm
Bringing peace instead
Of selfish torrents
Giving me room
To decide whether
What we offered
Was what’s needed
Rather than wanted
Like protective parents
With a child
In a bakery
Filled with desserts
And bread like
Travelers finally breaking
Free to see
The canyons vista
Please give me
Time to choose
Because I know
That one road
Leads to you
And the other
Well the other
Leads to nowhere
My minds evilness
Conjures like warlocks
Standing over a
Tureen of goo
Falsity of you
Creating lies which
Like all spells
Do nothing but
Emphasize my insecurity
Why oh why
Do I place
You in such
Prisons when your
Only crime was
To love me
Exonerated now freed
From my dungeon
Squinting you turn
Back your soul
Simply asking why
What you’ve done
We are all
Capable of the
Tyranny of love
Like the first
Pages of a
Novel I struggled
With interest but
Now chapters in
I simply can’t
Put you down
I’m saturated like
A freshly watered
Lawn steeped in
Your moisture growing
Sprouting like a
Field of wildflowers
One day or
Flower prettier than
The next soon
I will finish
Reading this book
That you are
Ready to write
The sequel this
Time with you
I dreamt of
Lovers past and
Present they brought
Me joy like
That first snowfall
In late November
Full of wonderment
And awe like
That first tickling
Ahh upon dipping
Toes in a
Cool Wisconsin lake
And warmth like
That cabin fire
In Vermont after
An afternoon of
Sledding I awoke
Nestled beneath comforters
Knowing that I
Was loved and
In turn loved
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 