for the love of a friend
dearest of my dearest friends
my love for you is deep and sure
it envelopes me
and holds me close
it caresses me
as softly as a misty rain
i hear it throughout
night's silent keep
and see it through
a darkened pane
i feel you all around me now
it matters not
that you're not here
i pray that soon
will come the time
our paths will cross
and once again
we fuse as one
two souls held close
ne'er more to part
I have you here
right in my heart
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The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart
--Helen Keller
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