Shivering I wait
For the sound
Of you to
Pass swiftly like
A thundering tornado
Which scarred the
Landscape of myself
I’ve slowly forgotten
You your face
Your laugh your
Voice and now
Crawl from beneath
Where I hid
Now that the
Storm of you
Is finally over
And now in
The silence of
After I survey
The damage finding
Carnage and my
Own heart once
Again beating on
My sleeve when
Will I learn
Not to lead
With my heart
Using it to
Shield to strike
To hack stab
And scar finding
It there dirty
Bleeding and beating
I pick it
Up and place
It back into
The coffer of
My chest mount
The steed of
My respect and
Trot on to
The next battle
And we postured
Sometimes bucking trying
To throw the
Other off still
Believing that we
Are stallions majestic
And free of
Cages yet who
Is the horse
And who is
The rider so
Strain we do
Against the labels
Of our affair
Until our understanding
That neither is
The one to
Break or be
Broken but both
Together cause the
Joy of synergy
I haven’t seen
You in weeks
Though we’ve talked
Every day staying
Close like separated
Lovers you fighting
Your war over
There and me
Fighting the pangs
Of desire at
Home I wonder
As I wander
If as you
Fight back the
Enemy dodging the
Bullets of busyness
Do you remember
That first last
Kiss that laid
Upon your cheek
The day starts
Sweetly like that
First lick of
An ice-cream on
A humid afternoon
Full of surprise
Like the first
Kiss as a
Teenager quiet like
Morning mass at
The towns church
And bubbly like
That first kick
Of coffee held
Between cold hands
Today I am
Happy like a
Child grasping his
First A marked
Test knowing that
The cramming study
Of your body
Last night has
Brought to me
You this morning
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 