**This poem was written by my friend, Lauralyn. She doesn't have an account on this website, and i just thought this poem was so touching, i wanted to share it with all of you.**
As children, once foolish imagination fathered love as only children can.
Next a falling out, much pain and harsh reality as maturity ravages pure innocence.
Only now past many years can history be closed and dead, old flames
can learn to burn in friendships bosom.
Much we weathered, war and love, finally we clasp hands again symbolic
of forgotten past.
Friendship, camaraderie, melancholy history:
bonds stronger than physical make us one.
My life without your smile unfathomable.
Yet once or twice, perchance and desired by any but me,
your silhouette encased and backed by my memory,
of all of you, all of us.
I see your faults as never before,
pitfalls and plunders, superlative in lucid light,
no longer blind as once in childish love;
rather embracing new pulchritude in once dark places.
Pounding in my veins no sumptuous passing lust,
Anything but simple it slips through all conscious understanding.
A consuming long to hold you closer,
burning flame to love you better,
macabre desire for you to confide in me.
Is this merely a mature recurrence of long forgotten adoration?
Perhaps, just simple friendship contorted by human longing for union
with any who are as alone as you?
Or, by some oddity, true, pounding, enveloping, pure, beautiful love?
It matters not.
I'll never know,
I'll never tell,
you'll never know.
Never will my hand seek yours outside the lines of sweet sister.
Lips that ache an enveloping heat left always alone.
For, to jeopardize the loveliness of our standing platonic joy?
Never!
To endanger blossoming hidden smiles between the oldest of pure loves?
Never!
But to never gain your heart by mine, wrapped in sweet oblivion...
never gain your love in romance way...
