And finally in
Silence after months
Of noisy explosions
Come mouse whispers
Whistles in the
Dark that only
The open can
Hear love is
A cacophony of
Sound and only
When it’s over
Can you even
Imagine hearing something
As delicate as
A voice in the
Dark you are
So handsome and
With me now
You’re right mouse
I am here
Here with you
Sometimes all it
Takes is one
One touch one
Hello one smile
And one kiss
That one that
Very first one
Of anything is
The hardest to
Achieve but when
That one topples
The rest cascade
Like dominoes be
Generous with one
And soon many
More ones follow
So he was
Beside me and
We laughed and
Kissed and joked
About life it
Wasn’t as important
As whom but
What we melded
Like iron and
Fire simply creation
Love does haunt
It hurts and
Is joyous it
Bleeds and weeps
It’s sometimes bitter
And sometimes sweet
But love is
Constant either aching
Or joyful you
Can always count
On love from
Me to you
All these faces
And texts haunt
Me as though
I were chatting
With a magazine
Whatever happened to
Laughter across espresso
Or winks across
Crowded bars have
We but become
Two dimensional in
A three dimensional
World let me
Hear you and
Feel you and
Touch you to
Know you or
Are you no
Better than stickman
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 