by Kimberly Bare

quirky, it is,
this thing deemed "friendship"

your face is a blur
and i can't quite grasp the tone of your voice

and yet...i am intrigued ever more
by words
that flow like a silver-tinged river
through my mind
infiltrating the walls of my heart
until i float in the ripples of your passion


Author's Note: :)

Posted on 07/29/2005
Copyright © 2022 Kimberly Bare

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