Royal Relationship
I’ve kissed those lips so tenderly
and now their silence tortures me
along with love’s sweet memory
of days we lived in harmony.
How regal are relationships
with wonderment in tender lips
that touch like intent fingertips
and grow from trusting friendships.
I wish for those departed times
when our relating was the prime
that’s now become a paradigm
and yes, your silence is a sign.
With a friendship comes a crown
laurel for the goodness found.
My heart feels solid, strong and sound
someday a friend will come around.
6/2/2020
Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2020
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