Comforts of a good ol friend.




Dear Friend

i called a friend

to meet me tomorrow

for me to use her shoulder

to rest my head on

and wrap my hands arounds her.

 

To look into her eyes while i speak

and hear her laughter 

falling into my ears

for her to absorb what i might not say

and to feel what it is to feel.

 

To feel in the comfort of her presence

for her to be there when i unfold.

 

 

 





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Written on 2023-03-15 at 16:51

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arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
Good friends are hard to find and often in my failings have found that they often reflect back what my own inconstancy had hurt them. In like manner it is quite an eye for an eye. To be in each other's comfort is indeed a gift sublime.
2023-05-04