It felt like forever
I craved you
Wanted you so badly
Lusted after you
Fantasies of the flesh
Never fulfilled
Time has passed
We may never meet again
But when I think of you
Your eyes and your hands
Your voice whispering to me
I wish you only
Peace
You are my friend
You are my lover
You are my life
You are my love
My days are yours
My nights are too
For each breath I take
My heart belongs to you
Reaching out
To a stranger
Reaching out
To a friend
In lands so
Far away
Kind words
Sent my way
Kind hearts
Make my day
❤
Your spine is strong
When I need support
You are my strength
When I need a friend
All through my life
Right by my side
You watch my back
And lend me yours
Dark-skinned lady
Born in Africa far away
Leaned over and kissed my cheek
A soft butterfly kiss
Touching my face so gently
But touching my heart even more
You offered friendship
I could never have imagined
How much it would mean to me
I love to just sit
And be next to you
I love to feel your
Presence beside me
You are my friend
And I will be yours
Your friendship
Is my company
Worlds meeting worlds
Souls meeting souls
Connecting together
On this journey of life
If I may offend
If I may speak or write
Without diplomacy
Or magical tact
Don’t turn from me
Have empathy
For if I realise
What I may have said
I would feel remorse
Would want to make amends
Because your friendship
Means more to me than defence
There are times when
There are so many words that I type
Too much for even me, should I discard
Or should I publish for the world to read
And then I decide
If it could touch another
Then all that would be felt within
Would not all be in vain, but fill a need
Thank you around the world
For all the kindness received
For encouraging words and support
It helps my heart to stop its bleed
A friendship forced
Is no friendship at all
At times when I extend my hand
And my hand is left to touch the air
At times like these it would be wise
To withdraw my hand and bring it back
To my side, because a friendship can
Neither be forced or coerced
It makes me feel a yearning
But then sad I must be
Walk on by
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