The Friend Poem by Katherine H. Belle
The Friend
I am
as I am
As I always will be
Forever known as
'The Friend'
You talk
I listen
Your shoulder to cry on
Your word of wisdom
'Your Friend'
Lover not
Though I want
Though it hurts me to care
as much as I do
'Your Friend'
To taste
Your sweet Skin
Upon my parted lip
Eyes ablaze with lust
'Dear Friend'
I want
To need you
Less than I want to heal
Pleasureable Pain
'As Friend'
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4/23/2024 2:29:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely and heart wrenching wrapped in dreamy wishes of love denied. Simply wonderful, O’ the friend hath no idea what is before him!