| Written: OCT 3, 2001 |
A silent quiet, resting elbows,
Longing once more to see,
Have we now Friendship eternal,
But alas, too distant you are,
Happiness falls from the eyes.
Without your line of presence:
I drift to sleep, unaware.
Your voice sweet and loving.
The net of friends closes,
One of the important few are you.
Or mere acquaintance born from boredom?
I hope the former is true,
For one can never had enough love.
And worlds away.
If you were here maybe,
We could find out together.
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