And yet you
Sleep far away
From me though
We’re touching now
In these wee
Hours I wonder
If I’m next
To you as
You are to
Me on some
Adventure or discovery
Some journey or
Quest fighting dragons
Or wooing princesses
Or what wait
One eye open
You say I
Know what you’re
Thinking you don’t
I reply I
Know what I’m
Thinking and then
And there we
Are dreaming awake
About each other
Morning my boo
And then when
The record us
Suddenly hits a
Scratch we pick
Up the needle
And start again
We do this
Often this starting
Over but each
Time we expect
A skip we
Realize suddenly it’s
Not there because
Our song is
Never the same
Because neither are
We are we
One day soon
I promise that
We’ll get through
Our songs together
And now the
Chasm of silence
Has widened deepened
Silence has crawled
In like a
Dry airy dust
Storm quieting laughter
Silence like gathering
Billowing clouds far
West on the
Horizon silence like
A sheet of
Ice in November
Silence like a
Broken door bell
You may still
Be here but
I’ll never know
Our world is
But distractions pulling
Us or masking
Things or hiding
Others but the
One thing that
The world can’t
Do is quiet
The longing for
Love it rages
And beats becoming
Louder louder louder
Until at last
It finds another
Whose sound is
Similar and then
All the world
Quiets down slows
Down bows down
Finally allowing birdsongs
And puppy whimpers
To once again
Delight our ears
I thought that
Maybe by me
Showing you what
You deserve you’d
Learn that you
Deserve me but
Perhaps you’re used
To being treated
Poorly and disrespected
Should I leave
You be to
Those that use
Or cup your
Face in mine
And tell you
That you can
Have those that
See you for
You and not
Who they want
You to be
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 