Hommie Lover Friend Poem by Daniel Chapman

She's always right there whenever I call,
and if she needed it, yeah—I'd give her my all.
She's got a way with words, always something smooth to say,
got me smiling reckless, every single day.

She listens close when I just need to vent,
stands beside me strong when my legs feel spent.
I never thought I'd find someone who cared like this,
now even the thought of her absence I can't dismiss.

She's my homie, my lover, my favorite friend—
the kind of connection that don't pretend.
The type you don't chase, don't replace, don't bend…
yeah, I'm keeping her close
from now
until the end 😏