A little piece I wrote for a friend tonight.
A blurred line, a friendship tested.
Twixt the cold lifeless scrawl of screen font.
Lovers for naught, but onwards we search.
A friendship tested.
A mind renewed, spirits delve deep.
This be the darkness of poetry abound.
Blind, cold and afraid, the pulsing of fingertips.
Spirits delve deep.
Careful hands, a quiet embrace.
Who before us has yearned of this fire.
To know of this heart, this solitary becoming.
A quiet embrace.
But what will cry, two worrisome hearts.
Oh the darkness my dear never left this soul.
A trouble afoot, the quickening pulse.
Two worrisome hearts.
A surprising return, a friendship strengthened.
For the test of our bond ne'er ends on this day.
But shall we survive, that is the matter.
A friendship strengthened.
You know who you are that I wrote this for.
Đsäzja
A blurred line, a friendship tested.
Twixt the cold lifeless scrawl of screen font.
Lovers for naught, but onwards we search.
A friendship tested.
A mind renewed, spirits delve deep.
This be the darkness of poetry abound.
Blind, cold and afraid, the pulsing of fingertips.
Spirits delve deep.
Careful hands, a quiet embrace.
Who before us has yearned of this fire.
To know of this heart, this solitary becoming.
A quiet embrace.
But what will cry, two worrisome hearts.
Oh the darkness my dear never left this soul.
A trouble afoot, the quickening pulse.
Two worrisome hearts.
A surprising return, a friendship strengthened.
For the test of our bond ne'er ends on this day.
But shall we survive, that is the matter.
A friendship strengthened.
You know who you are that I wrote this for.
Đsäzja