A faithful passage did we create ,
Our imprints softened our hearts
As we shared our confidences.
You carried melodies in your voice and poems and I was inspired ,
An introduction , a glorious union like no other.
Then a seed of doubt began to sprout in your garden ,
The bounty of ordinary familiarity began to inform your worldview.
A rare incidence.
As my rear view mirror recorded your partitioned brow and candid concerns.
I left the hearth
Poised for another day.
I talked for hours on end with her and him and them.
I preferred to let only her know about your dedicated midday call.
Your naturally endowed intellect
She was my first confidante
A true conversationist
A most precious friend,
The pony tailed loner who befriended this witless teen years ago.
Is this the nature of my faithlessness?
To practice the subtle art of conversation
Mostly about life,disappointments, the welter of politics,
Of disinterested conferences in the department, and the tiny borough we build in our hearts to honour another day of our friendship.
Would a bearded, six feet tall voyager have validated your faith?
Or is it her kohl eyes or her confidence, her simplest beauty of purpose that the world rallies around, to make a point to you.
Yes, she stretches her limits to make words of courage and wisdom to me,
My only true and exigent friend.
No glib talk ,
for susceptible natures aren't hallmarks of frank old souls.
For half of our transcripts I verbalize for you,
in the manner of innocent admission.
But some conversations between us,
they are collected to make our horizons somber.
The art of conversation is what we mastered .
We master it in your presence
We share our confidences.
A triad of understanding should be our ultimate meeting point.
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# the relationship between friends, especially the man-woman bond of friendship, sometimes doesn't sit too well with the world. Ultimately, its the purity of any bond that prevails.
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