A Friend.

A friend to share

Each days highs

And lows

A friend to care

Who never lies

Who always knows

A friend who says

These nine little words:

I love you, I need you, I want you

A friend who analyzes

The meaning of the birds

And the bees too

A BFF that is forever

Through any kind of weather

Always together

Nothing could sever

Not now, not never

A permanent endeavor

Whimpering, And Gone

If it’s all the same

And time was standing…

Alone, and not moving

And my fingers were pressing the flame

Intertwined and demanding

My flesh: needing…grooving

I can make the believe

See it with the eye in my mind

Pirouetting all of the in-betweens

But differently I do perceive

What has been outlined

The decree, the artificial machines

With love and grace

With each line on my face

With memories I can’t ever erase

Oh life! Such a sweet and bitter race

And all I long for is to be in that place

Whimpering, and gone without trace