Old Friend
My old friend,
I can’t wait to speak
With you again.
The rose within my soul,
Maybe we could be…
You know.
However or whatever,
I know it may be like
Old times.
And maybe,
Just maybe,
We could be two
So divine.
Copyright © Adam Hollingsworth | Year Posted 2011
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