Thursday, September 19, 2013

early morning
i need to know you

we exchange notes
about last night

some of them are lies
but deep within are truths

which we do not need to say
during our breakfast together

the plates are listening
and spoons and forks do not argue

i like this ambiance of softness
this skin of empathy

your eyes still glow
and i love the way they see me still

despite the pains of our years
we are still the best of friends.

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