Morning
Rain
Dances
In
Puddled
Light
Bouncing
Children
Sheers
Sail
Above
Us
Schooner
Bed
Sailing
Wet
Sounds
Mix
Piano
Torsos
Bare
I
Draw
Covering
Linens
Cuddles
Warm
Kisses
Trail
Shoulders
Back
Wraps
Wrap
Finger
Puzzles
Tighten
Another
Glorious
Morn
But
Not
Just
Any
Day
Starts
Night’s
Wink
Sleepy
Moon
Dozes
Dawn
Sun
Sky
High
Brings
Trades
Dancing
Breezes
Sitting
Coffee
Apart
Laughing
Yesterday
We
Dream
Of
Day
I do not
Write
To
Live
I do
Live
To
Write
Just as
I do not
Love
To
Live
I do
Live
To
Love
Dotting
Diamonds
Moon
Glow
Trades
Mist
Falling
Coolness
Causes
Drawn
Linen
Candles
Flutter
Fireflies
Casting
Orange
Gauze
Our
Bodies
Yellow
Haloes
Nose
To
Nose
Feathered
Lips
Land
On
Lips
Night
Time
Chorus
Gecko
Cricket
Sighs
Morning
Rain
Washes
Blueness
Loss
Down
Street
Alone
Chilliness
Wrapped
In
Linen
Tear
Dollop
Moistens
Pillow
Longing
Aches
Burning
Belly
Rains
Patter
Giggles
At
Missings
Turning
To
Where
You
Were
I
Gaze
Upon
An empty
Ocean
Of
Cotton
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 