And still the
Teasing continues like
A toddler with
A Jack-in-the-box you
Wind me up
And out I
Jump to the
Sound of glee
Or you like
The school bus
Which I patiently
Await I hear
From afar wagging
Knowing that soon
We will play
On this sunny
And warm afternoon
We dance the
Dance the pirouette
Of interest and
Curiosity like hummingbirds
Bobbing about the
Same sugary feeder
Called us we
Hover and dive
Picking up pecks
Of sweet nectar
Or like starlings
Hopping amongst twigs
We look for
That special wood
Which would make
Our nest complete
And after the
Chat the portrait
Arrived and like
A child watching
Fireworks my heart
Sped up and
My mouth uttered
Ooos and ahhhs
And I shook
With glee like
A dog in
From the rain
I tried I
Tell you I
Really did try
But you are
Like a plastic
Bag heat sealed
Impossible to open
So instead I
Grip and rip
Try to pull
And yank apart
Until you explode
A pipe bomb
Of pelting emotion
Shards and shrapnel
All over me
Making me bleed
The words it
We are over
And with each
Spring comes each
Fall that time
When summers warmth
Is deckle edged
With the crispness
Of drowsy chill
Slowly moving into
The winters dream
Sometimes affection turns
The same way
Attraction blooms and
Slowly shifts like
Late October winds
Cooling almost everything
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 