De Amicitia
ON FRIENDSHIP
In its gratitude of friendship, I hope there’s always laughter,
The sharing of delightful feelings.
In the scheme of little things the heart finds its love being invigorated
The heart had always hidden possessions,
In its secret ambience, and its quiet status love is sealed;
(not always)
My thoughts,
My hopes,
My dreams,
My pleasures,
Where do they go and will they stay?
When my heart breaks truth is revealed.
Copyright © Damned I-Be | Year Posted 2022
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