Friends?
As I look at a still picture in my mind
Images of you wrap around my soul,
And leave me to wonder.
The closeness and tender feelings
Are there, but are they only acts of politeness
and consideration?
Things begin so intensely and intentions so well...
and a change inadvertently weaves its way
slowly, and feelings grow as others die.
And will we change with them
Or suppress our feelings and stagnate?
If love is in your arms,
That is where I will ultimately be.
For your kindness, your strength, your beauty
Are the only things that can fulfill me
And once again, make me whole.
Images of you wrap around my soul,
And leave me to wonder.
The closeness and tender feelings
Are there, but are they only acts of politeness
and consideration?
Things begin so intensely and intentions so well...
and a change inadvertently weaves its way
slowly, and feelings grow as others die.
And will we change with them
Or suppress our feelings and stagnate?
If love is in your arms,
That is where I will ultimately be.
For your kindness, your strength, your beauty
Are the only things that can fulfill me
And once again, make me whole.
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