How long you've been gone,
it finally hit me...
You are my sun, my sky, my moon,
Your friendship fills me like a hot air balloon...
Again, good fortune for you and your bride;
from one who has been there more than once...
Theirs a castle up high,
Somewhere in the sky...
One can run but not hide
from the people one fears...
Not every drop of water in all the vast oceans,
Or every drop of dew and all precipitations...
All you are able to give to me
All you are willing to be...
A chocolate colored torso,
moving with ultimate grace...
I had to hide the knife away
for fear Id start to show...
I may be the angel
That guards your heart...
A friendship must be in deep and widE
understanding truths should never be removeD...
When the time comes to depart
It's without the will of the heart...