Friend Pt. 4


And I, too, believe
One day
We will find each other
As we once already have.

Like clichéd suns
That
“Rise to set again”
We are captivated and contrained
With wrists tied by
Pearl ropes and
Silk ties.
But you and I already know
That we
Are far more than clichés
Within a cliché.

For you think like me,
Breathe like me,
Love
Like me.
And if life finds ways to make wedges
To drive us apart
We know that there is
Nothing but kilometers
To overcome.

Friend Pt. 4

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