These are thoughts Long sealed in For fear they drive away A friend. I do not confide how their presence Sets the soul at ease; Why keep such a blessing to the self then?
Love is not just passion, hearts and roses, Love, Was once upon a time Hijacked By wedding planners, Hallmark, Victoria’s Secret And Kay’s, So thus we forget, Or never learn That even romance Should start with a friend; A friend –perhaps it is thus why we tiptoe Around showing these trusted, Beloved companions and confidants, friends, Our Love.
May we be wise And remember, Only a friend Can truly appreciate A friend’s Love.
At times I cannot see My best friends No, they are not imaginary, I could not imagine such real, Such complex, So beautiful, intricately crafted, Crafting, Pieces of living art.
And for me they are the caring, The loving, The knowing, The voices when advocacy is needed, The silence when just they Are needed.
Their presence Remains, When all others depart. They are the set-up And clean-up crew, They are the party and the Private after party; They are there.
Philia; This love I feel In the deep recesses Of my heart and soul. For these diamonds That at times go unseen, Their flaming shine Goes unforgotten In my mind. And in my heart These friends– their love, and my love for them, They stay.
The hours we were together were infinite in timespan, Too much for either to understand, How idle we became with limitless hours, And then space opened up, And our time was stolen By chaos and confusion, And then it stopped, And we were left still riveting, The inertia of life leaving us dizzy, Lost in a haze that felt exciting and new, The honeymoon of us, And it was as if we were gifted a second chance, A redo, An opportunity, And it was everything, It was, It Was Until the bottom opened and the wallpaper peeled, Exposing a something underneath, Needing to heal, Something needing care, And love that I wanted nothing more to give, Unsure if it would be received, For nothing is the same, Each shift Changes rules of the game, And I am filled with love, That I long to give, That I can only expell Through tears As you keep me at arm’s length, And in the moments that we touch, That we come close, Become close, I am breathless with anticipation, With fear, That each moment might be our last, How gingerly I must tread, Must care for each second, For I know what losing you Feels like, And I know what having you here Means to me, This is a tightrope of epic heights, For us together, I’ll do what it takes, To save our life.