A Friend

we laid on the bed
like two friends
sharing a story
although it was me
that talked the most
she stroked my hair
not in lust
but in love
just knowing
not asking
anything of me
letting me be

Poetry by Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-04-27 at 13:18

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That's a perfect image of a true friendship.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
A lovely poem , well writan . Reminds fondly of the times my friend Rose spent talking with each other. In my mind we still do , tho like you I do all the talking .I see her smileing , hear her Scotish burr.Thank you so much, soul slider , :).l

Ken D Williams