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
It’s true that
We go together
Like grilled cheese
And tomato soup
Find comfort together
Like puppies sleeping
Fit together like
Letter and envelope
As different as
Winter and summer
Yet revolve around
Each other like
Sun and moon
Sharing the sky
Shining when the
Other is asleep
Subtle as winks
Grand as laughter
So we kissed
The heavens opened
Revealing a new
Universe just on
The other side
Of now a
Place only accessed
In our minds
As eyes closed
And mouths opened
And fingers explored
As the hands
Of God himself
Pressed us together
And Angel sighs
Escaped our lips
Setting dew upon
The morning flowers
And then came
The beautiful act
Of sharing starting
With sips of
Silly whipped cream
Concoctions on to
Nibbles from plates
Next affectionate slaps
On backs after
Silly jokes right
Down to Arianna
Now playing on
My radio after
We used the
After shower towel
Sharing with you
Draws us closer
Like invisible strings
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 