Bloodline To Friendship

you started like a pin prick to 
my heart, an intravenous bloodline 
saturating my once severed veins. 
after the turmoil we both embraced
we scattered poppies in the wind to 
secure our comradeship. 

a fever rushed down my spine when 
we first met. 
a friendship bloomed like a field
of a thousand lilies blossoming in 
the spring. 
we knew not the afflictions we would 
face as we both slipped down that 
slope of dealing with the death of
our other dear friend.

companionship and affection revealed
our most intimate amiability.
we soared heights to become closer
and even through the confusion life
offers we prevailed in devotion.

benevolence in our closeness doesn’t
even compare to other friendships. 
we are both familiar with each other’s
character defaults, yet have learned to 
accept through the depth of warmth.

the part you play in my life is simple.
you release my fears with such ease, 
you bestow compassion in everything 
you say and do.
I worry not when you are near, for you
bring me much needed understanding 
when I am weary.

your kindliness and consideration has
given me a hope beyond comprehension. 
you feel my emotions and I can discern
your sensitivity.

for you are my truest supporter and I 
am forever full of heartfelt gratitude.



New Poems- 2
38 lines total in this poem
Emile Pinet
April 17, 2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Wanter Avatar
April 17, 2018 at 6:36 PM
Really beautiful, Laura! You can read it in past tense, too, for someone we have lost.
Gauthier Avatar
April 17, 2018 at 1:15 PM
Awesome poem, Laura. Beautiful.
Goss Avatar
April 17, 2018 at 7:26 AM
Enjoyable poem!
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