Just like a
Couple of children
In a sheeted
Tent in bedroom
Fingers alighting the
Ouija board hoping
To receive messages
From the beyond
Our fingertips outline
The veins and
Muscles of each
Others hands wondering
If just if
Maybe just maybe
We are the
Princes sent to
Save the other
From everything else
And so you
Like green and
Yellow colors of
Friendship and harmony
Funny that these
Two things you
Have become for
Me for mine
Is blue just
Like the stars
Above in Heaven
That twinkle down
Now upon you
Like breathing on
Frosted glass and
Peeking into winters
Wonderland the photographs
You sent let
Me glimpse at
Your soul they
Warmed me like
A cup of
Hot cocoa next
To crackling fire
Made me curious
Like a kitten
Next to ornaments
It’s the little
Things in life
That make people
Plump for me
And in the
End comes a
Beginning like
The leaves of
Fall blankets the
Buds of spring
So goes love
When one ends
It gives way
To the beginning
Hold not onto
Your heart ache
For it is
Just the thing
Needed for the
New blossoms of
Love to bloom
Words are meaningless
Until they sting
I wrote to
Someone else which
You read nvm
You said but
Idm to me
So I’m sorry
I write to
Everyone yet think
Only of you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 