A Friend To Call Home

A person is a person no matter how small A friend is a friend, no matter how far... My love for you will never unwind Or unbind from the consciousness of my mind Or my heart It will never wade too deep into the caressing Movements of the water Or blush Too hard to satisfy the foolish debtor Never shall it find itself in the arms of another Lover, pushing out the wrongness of its doing Seize my heart, if it ever Snickers and bounces at the sound of your name Don’t you dare believe for a second That it will look for satisfaction in The land of a foreign mouth, Where everything blends into A jumble of uninterpreted words For a minute, believe that a companion Doesn’t just sit at the tip of the brain But runs through the veins Sending a cold mumble down The spine and makes one wonder, How well someone can know, But no more than thee?