There is simply
No power in
The Universe strong
Enough to keep
You from me
We are those
Invisible hands that
Like magnets naturally
Draw us closer
Like planet to
Moon we orbit
The other in
A celestial heaven
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MelodiesOfLove
We are often
Seduced by the
Sating bounty of
Attraction like hungry
Children placed before
A glass case
Full of pastries
Often grabbing first
The most delicious
But what if
We were blind
To image from
Where would we
Then decide which
The soul sings
Songs that only
The heart hears
When picking someone
Listen to their
Harmony in order
To hear the
Melodies of love
Conqueror (to Me)
At long last
I have returned
Like a weary
Soldier home to
The mother land
Back to the
Familiarity of self
After conquering the
Men of distant
Lands near and
Far leaving littered
Hearts along the
Way home now
To lick wounds
Like a dog
After a fight
Swatting away carnage
Like mosquitoes I
Finally find the
Peace that I
Sought calmly all
Alone with me
WhatWho (for Jay)
My dear boy
Please remember that
There’s a difference
Between the what
And the who
The what when
Done enough like
All things grows
Old and weary
But the who
Oh the who
Remains ageless and
Always always new
When
Speaking of love
It is not
The who or
The where or
The what or
Even the why
What is important
Is the when
For when is
Possibility for when
Is less thought
And more action
For when to
Love is simply
Always to love
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 