I awoke to
Dreams of you
But not nightmares
Rather a merry
Memory of us
Together when we
Shone on one
Another like the
Sun and moon
Knowing that we
Danced that celestial
Dance around the
Other and now
As often is
The case finding
Ourselves out of
Reach simply orbiting
Oh I wonder
If happiness exists
In knowing that
Still after eons
We’re not alone
Simply separated by
This big clunky
Thing called Earth
When I hear
A favorite aria
Or watch a
Dancer express passion
Through body I’m
Reminded that beauty
And more importantly
The recognition of
Such isn’t the
Responsibility of the
Performer instead it’s
The charge of
The witness therefore
While the Universe
Created our world
It is we
And only we
That make it
Or any part
Of it beautiful
Like a favorite
Song which conjures
The memories of
Past intimate times
When I took
Your hand and
Lifted you from
The chair and
Like a rainbow
Appeared from nowhere
For nothing more
Than to brighten
Your cloudy skies
I pulled you
Close to me
Moving there in
The middle of
Everyone else like
Two heavenly orbs
In the heavens
Dancing the slow
Dance of creation
I remember you
There then now
We are often
Seduced by the
Sating bounty of
Attraction like hungry
Children placed before
A glass case
Full of pastries
Often grabbing first
The most delicious
But what if
We were blind
To image from
Where would we
Then decide which
The soul sings
Songs that only
The heart hears
When picking someone
Listen to their
Harmony in order
To hear the
Melodies of love
And we postured
Sometimes bucking trying
To throw the
Other off still
Believing that we
Are stallions majestic
And free of
Cages yet who
Is the horse
And who is
The rider so
Strain we do
Against the labels
Of our affair
Until our understanding
That neither is
The one to
Break or be
Broken but both
Together cause the
Joy of synergy
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 