Long lost friend
Added: Sun. Aug 22, 2010 3:48pm
Posted in: Writing
Against the sweet colors of the setting sun
the clouds started to fade when there existence had just begun
and when I wanted to shut my curtains down, well there he was.
His face had wrinkles now, his hair was white but still I knew he came for me, and I was right.
We drank all night
not many words were shared
under the cover
and when the clouds came back again, and sunlight shone again, he went.
I may never see him back again, never hear his voice still I know
he is my friend
more so than he was my lover