The sky is
Like the underbelly
of a morning
Dove that same
Bluish gray speckled
With white clouds
Yellow horizontal sunshafts
Strike chimney sides
And outcropping dormers
Humidity’s legs dance
Down patio doors
Coffee brews inside
While outside night
Begins to evaporate
And 20 years
Ago the world
Was blessed by
It’s newest apprentice
A boy of magic
He wished for
A wizard to
Teach him the
Arts of the
Woodland and prairie
And share the
Wisdom of ages
And one did
Appear but not
To teach him
Wizardry but to
Teach him to
Be his best
For in his
Heart lays the
Worlds magical miracle
Simply called love
Happiest birthday Myles
Beside me you
Lay covered in
White your chocolate
Skin peeking from
Behind like a
Bookmark one shoulder
Showing begging for
Early morning affection
Face turned away
Now turns towards
And lips open
And moisten as
I watch and
Lean in when
At once your
Arms encircle me
Pulling in close
And whispering your
Gaze is a
Traitor to sleep
And you shall
Pay your fine
By kissing me
Look at me
Wink at me
And kiss me
Hold my hand
Tug my beard
Tousle my hair
Touch my thigh
All are pleasant
Make me laugh
And I will
Love you forever
This favorite time
As day yawns
Smiling grapefruit red
Apricot and sunflower
Bleeding into tidepool
Blue midnight black
Mockingbirds mocking and
Grouse flying startled
Everything awakens slowly
From its slumber
Stretching like languid
Windowsill warmed cats
Even I bat
Sleep from eyes
And sip slowly
My steaming coffee
Until like dawn
It cools into
This new morning
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 