It is funny
This idea I
Have that my
Heart is one
Dimensional when it
Is in fact
Two just when
I thought that
There was but
One all bruising
Some one love
When from behind
Another sneaks up
And unbelievably finds
That one spot
That is unblemished
And touches me
Softly right there
Like a slice
Of warm pie
The east glows
An iridescent buttery
Pastry flaky yellow
And disappears into
The gooeyness of
Midnights blueberry filling
Ala mode naturally
With the appearance
Of Saul now
Melting into daylight
Bite after delicious
Bite I too
Become this day
Through tears of
Joy or sadness
A well placed
Kiss is like
The comforting hand
Of God Himself
Here let me
Ssssh it’s okay
Be still now
And with my
Eyes I spy
A new day
Breaking out there
Not yet here
Canopy of clouds
Like London umbrellas
Growling and muttering
Hovering above churning
Seas washing the
Bleached beached sand
In sudsy foam
Depositing sea shells
At my feet
Which sink quickly
Like hasty relationships
And yet there
Beyond my reach
Dawn breaks through
Like a Chinese
Dragon on NewYears
Exploding bleeding red
For a moment
Then quietly gone
Just like yesterday
I do recall
One late summer
Night when the
Moon was full
And cast eerily
On Carter’s pond
Making your ripples
Dance like slowed
Almost still fireflies
As you swam
Silently except for
The jump of
A fish disturbed
Dipping my toes
Into that twilight
Feeling the tingle
Of cool water
Sending shivers upward
And wanting to
But daring not
To undress myself
And swim with
You fearing not
You but I
For you I
Knew but me
I did not
Then know me
There with you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 