Awake I am
Writing with you
Asleep around me
Your breathing shallow
Keeps time with
These words stirring
You feel my
Distance even in
Sleep rolling next
To me you
Grab my hand
Away from the
Keyboard placing it
Upon your chest
Where I feel
You beat this
Morning giving pause
To these words
And like crabgrass
You found that
One crack in
My cement and
Wheedled your way
Into my heart
Never the same
For now you
Are here giving
Me your color
Joined we are
Together we’ll be
One just solid
The other beautiful
Like a duck
On a pond
I spied you
There sitting in
The marsh pretending
To be the
Trees I heard
Your heart race
Smelling your breath
Fly I will
Giving you thrills
Shoot me you
May not because
I’m free you’re
The wet one
Pretending to be
Something else hoping
To take me
Down by surprise
After time even
The most painful
Memories turn pleasant
It’s not the
Pain that becomes
Pleasant it’s its
Forgiveness the heart
Heals after time
Learning to love
Even that which
Brought you pain
When you tune
Out the noise
Of life when
You stop listening
Even to yourself
And wander into
A forest you
Will hear the
Cackling and calling
Of birds one
To the other
While unseen you
Know they’re there
Just like angels
Singing the sweet
Melodies of heaven
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 