Okay we shared
Something maybe lots
Of some things
We dined upon
The table that
We are tasted
The forbidden fruits
And they were
Succulent and delicious
And deeply satisfying
And when finished
We pushed away
And went back
To our lives
And whatever we
Do call it
There’s one thing
We can’t deny
We’d dine there
Again because it
Was so good
Why must we
Always label things
It is said
So that we
Create our world
A child sees
Points and says
Dada and mama
And even now
We enjoy someone
And still point
And still say
Boyfriend or lover
Partner or husband
But did God
Upon seeing creation
Point and say
Looky there galaxies
And the stars
And everything else
Or did He
Sit back saying
Wow isn’t that
Just simply marvelous
After the years
And years of
The wars of
My life I
Just want to
Find a stranger
Sitting on a
Bench in front
Of a lake
As the sun
Sets one that
Hands me espresso
Saying to me
I’ve been waiting
For you to
Finish your folly
And just sit
Here with me
After two years
Of daily friendship
After hours of
Secrets wisdom jokes
Teasing and arguing
I’m about to
Meet him something
That should have
Occurred much earlier
But now the
Minutes seem longer
Than the years
Doesn’t a face
Deserve to see
A face doesn’t
A chest deserve
A chest and
A back deserve
The tight embrace
Of a hello
Seeing and hearing
Wanes in comparison
To its feeling
Which comes soon
Now I wait
Sitting alone here
As travelers gather
Mill and sip
Going somewhere perhaps
Home perhaps away
Sitting here wondering
If maybe we
Will have the
Time we planned
Will we love
Again or will
We be only
As close as
Strangers around me
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 