Playmates
Little boy,
come play with me
escaping vague realities.
Come sing the songs you left unsung
from empty days when you were young,
and cast aside, for just a while,
the frown you force
for laughing smiles.
Come take my hand,
in knowing trust,
to find your dreams,
since turned to dust.
Come feel my warmth
and generous kiss;
come gather now
the love you've missed.
Come be my prince, my pride, my peer;
the proof I find to words I hear.
Come sail my seas and touch my skies
and feel the breeze of cloudy highs,
for I have waited all these years,
through darkened nights and frequent tears,
to find that tender, touching soul
that I once loved
so long ago...
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