Friendship, Just That
Sink into my bosom, dear friend
Come sink again
I´m going to---- you know!
And once again ---- sun spits down,
it´s hot in this chamber
It was a long time ago since I met you
It must have been two thousand years
I can recall every moment of waiting
And I can tell the shapes of lost memory
Just hug me, it will be enough
I try my best to be your friend
( o, if I could send your pretty name to the world )
does it matter to others who you are
does it matter what this friendship looks like
So again
Sink deep into me, today I am your bosom
Copyright © Lis Lovén | Year Posted 2005
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