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A Friend And Nothing But !
by Don Matley
Indeed the pleasure of your company is all mine
And I hope my presence is of some joy to you as well.
We can never be too close nor overstep the bounds of friendship
Nor can we lose sight of how too easily
We could lose mutual respect
In some tawdry and fleeting moment of Platonic neglect.
For some shameful sparkle in the bright sunlight
Or under the sultry glow of the moon.
On the spur of that moment or in the twinkling of an eye
We leap into one adventure and another
As two children play, so do we
And share a special time of co-mingling conversation aloud
Of which indeed Morality would be proud.
And it must be that for always
And perhaps that is all it ever could be
As we consummate in words our familiarity.
And since we have never spoken of such matters
It shall always be a dialogue of one
And then which one? And if ever two voices be?
Let us pray that it is never but the echo of our soliloquy!
01/06/2009 Posted on 01/06/2009
Copyright © 2024 Don Matley
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/06/09 at 03:10 PM I love work that does so well in capturing an old-fashioned sort of approach, especially when it still sounds like something that could have been written a week ago (and I'm assuming this is a fairly recent bit of writing we're talking about). This was great stuff, man. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/30/09 at 11:39 PM Friends only, though I sense a certain frustration that it isn't more. Or perhaps it's just my own similar experiences brought bubbling to the surface and bursting once again, thanks to your excellent choice of words in expressing this. |
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