We dance the
Dance the pirouette
Of interest and
Curiosity like hummingbirds
Bobbing about the
Same sugary feeder
Called us we
Hover and dive
Picking up pecks
Of sweet nectar
Or like starlings
Hopping amongst twigs
We look for
That special wood
Which would make
Our nest complete
And after the
Chat the portrait
Arrived and like
A child watching
Fireworks my heart
Sped up and
My mouth uttered
Ooos and ahhhs
And I shook
With glee like
A dog in
From the rain
And there on
A road I
Saw a candle
Lit window aflicker
After my long
Journey past empty
Houses a light
Drew me there
And a stranger
Greeted me one
That became a
Friend and lover
And that one
Simple candle has
Never gone out
And then now
The world asleep
The moon slides
Like coins in
A phone box
Behind late winters
Sullen clouds I
Awake to find
The bed warm
But you gone
Your cars paw
Prints scratched into
Nighttime snow fall
Trailing into darkness
And disappearing ghostedly
Into skeleton trees
As my bed
Now cools alone
And there you
Stood next to
Me beer in
Hand the smoke
From the barbecue
Rising between us
Like steam locomotives
At the Bahnhof
Caught staring you
Leaned through the
Smoke kissing me
Causing me to
Ignore our dinner
Now charred and
Brittle burned chicken
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 