A poem inspired by a friend who came along when I was in need

By CARiMFLow

 

If I wrote you a poem


I would be careful not to show

Any ciphers of my fall

This poem would be

No doubt

Adeptly crafted enough to manifest

The warmth of a budding correspondence

Between two souls

Embarked onto a touch-free quandary



If I wrote you a poem



It would be absent of cliché

And those casually formulated,

Sensual undertones

Always prevalent in ones such as we,

Or better said me.

For

No touches,

No feels,

No room for debate

Would be found in this ode

due to technical difficulties

Found in our emergency broadcast systems.



If I wrote you a poem



It would have to be read

As we bathed in rose petals

Each leaf signifying a union

Based on mutuality and camaraderie.

I would slip a key

Into the locked gates of possibility

Take three steps in to explore

Then wait for your crossover’s perfection.



If I wrote you that poem



The poem would contain

the cornucopia of feelings

Felt in the rhythm of our dance,

Our laughter,

And our era…

Effortlessly remembered and transposed

Into a song about us.



If I wrote you a poem


I would memorize it,


Recite it once a day,


And smile 

 
 

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