We are 'friends always'
you say it so much.
But will you ever know
how I need your sweet touch?
For just one night
when you look into my eyes
can you allow your soul to hear
the wail my heart cries?
In quiet desperation.
we live our lives alone.
Aching so for arms of warmth
to soothe the lonely moan.
You open your arms to me
and your home... should there be a need.
Can you really not see
How we could both be freed?
Don't be my 'buddy',
please! don't be my friend.
For one precious night. . .
and just maybe. . . it won't end.