|Once We Were Best Friends?
By andraLiquori on 03/12/2009
Once we were best friends,
I remember so well,
Sitting so close across the table staring
Into her beautiful green eyes,
And feeling the warmth of her smile
Melt the sharp, jagged icy loneliness within me.
As we talked.
It could’ve been about anything,
I just longed to hear her voice,
And watch her sweet lips move to the rhythm of the words.
we took turns buying each other coffee,
And playing tag with innuendos of something more.
My head cocked to the side, and a crooked smile
As I wove my words so subtly
And she’d reply with the same vagueness of words
and a glint in her eye.
We spent many nights
Tip toeing around the issue
Those evenings always ended too soon,
Although hours had passed us by.
Finally we’d be left
Teetering on the edge,
Yet we’d just make plans for the next night,
She’d go her way and I’d go mine,
And that’s all there was to it,
Except we were both left with the residue
Of our slippery word conversations,
And the hidden glances
We sideswiped each other with.
Did I say once we were best friends ?
Ha, I guess we both really stretched the meaning of that,
But we did the best we could
And that was all we could do.
Desert Boy Ian
© By andraLiquori On 3/12/2009 4:07:21 PM