My Friend

I would have liked nothing better 
than to lie with with you, my friend.
Not out of love,  
but admiration for the depth and beauty of your soul.
Not out of love, 
but in gratitude for arousing a waning thirst for life.
And, yes, 
I would have liked nothing better
than to lie with you for passions sake alone,
but Fall and Winter’s mismatched roads
must needs diverge 
to nothing more than affable affection.
And so,
I wept for you
before you even knew you were going.
I wept for
Kismet’s sorrowful jest, for
Time’s cruel and twisted hoax.
And I wept for me,
but then rejoiced
that someone touched my soul
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Clemons Avatar
October 19, 2014 at 9:16 PM
Great poem, Gail. The honesty coming from your poetic pen was truly felt. The emotions of an intimate memory could be sensed from your words. Enjoyable overall. Check out some of my poems. Might find some you like. Peace.
Mcdaid Avatar
October 15, 2014 at 9:20 PM
i got that feeling away back deep beautifully penned piece we are all friends
Roberts Avatar
October 15, 2014 at 10:56 PM
Thank you, Liam. I am new to Poetry Soup and am still trying to find my voice.
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