You know that moment
When you just know
That gurgle those butterflies
You know but don’t
And you hesitate right
Before what is it
That makes you go
A kiss is nothing
More than monkey bars
At once on top
With no down below
Beneath just you and
There and then then
What I do know
About love is that
Love is the fabric
Of the Universe and
That each time that
You love someone else
You are picking up
Another thread with which
To weave your life
And so you said
So what’s what’s so
I asked followed by
So when’s so what
So where and how
Was so what so
What and who was
So that made me
Nothing more than that
What’s so did he
Make you feel so
Much more than my
What’s so that I
Became just so what
So what to you
And like returning to
The highland getaway cabin
After a particularly devastating
Winter I stare upon
The blank page upon
Where I would go
To hide from coldness
Arms where I found
Comfort lips where I
Sought refuge laughter which
Blocked out the blinding
Heated light of despair
Only to find them
All gone these revelers
Once the wine and
Warmth turned to ash
Apologies to my readers
The words which I
So enjoy and the
Stories that they spin
Somehow got stuck caught
Or simply dried up
Maybe I got tired
Perhaps I grew old
At any rate I
Decided to step away
Step down and stop
I have discovered in
My long long life
That when anything stops
Being a joy then
It’s best to sleep
Repair renew and dream
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 