Guitar
Strums
Crackling
Fire
Your
Hand
Glides
Across
Strings
Creating
Your
Voice
Creating
Song
It’s
A
Quiet
Moment
Except
For
Your
Melody
Category: Recollections
Season
We
Fell
In
Fall
We
Won
In
Winter
We
Sprung
In
Spring
And
Simmered
In
Summer
We
Seasoned
The
Season
PullingClose
Full
Low
Moon
Masked
Thin
Clouds
Early
Morning
Silence
Echoes
Your
Breathing
Awakened
Early
By
Your
Heat
Draping
Arm
Over
Chest
Pulling
Close
HandsHold
Sunlight
Filters
Through
Henna
Amber
Hair
As it
Peeks
Through
Wooden
Slats
Sitting
Next to
Me
Sunlight
Sprinkles
Highlights
As
Hands
Hold
Sated
What’s
To
Wish
For
When
Wishes
Come
True
Things
Are
Better
Imagined
Than
Real
Truth
Implies
Sated
Ideas
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 