I fly
We won't be chatting
And I'll miss
Your silky voice
Like angel's kiss
I will not laugh
Or smile with glee
While absent you
Is missing me
Your clicking heels
With flowing stride
To be your friend
I fill with pride
You fill a space
I never knew
An emptiness
The shape of you
Although we talk
Of dialing down
My sinking heart
I think may drown
If ever you
Could pass me by
And never glance
To catch my eye
So let's not ponder
On such woes
But dwell on love
Each friendship knows
A hug, a latte
All I need
So thank you friend
I do concede
A fondness
And a mystery
I'll take them both
You'll do for me
To end, I'll say
This thing, profound;
With you, I fly
Yet, solid ground.
CV
03.05.24
Copyright © Cynthia Vipond | Year Posted 2024
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