Sunday, March 6, 2011

My lovely sonnet

My lovely dear, your friendship I treasure.
In moments of angst, I can find relief,
Soft sighs that soothe with the greatest pleasure;
Sweet tenderness comforts beyond belief.

Chats, or dialogs rather, last so long,
Long enough to alleviate time's hum.
An hour, a minute, a line in a song
I sing with my ears open, my mouth numb.

Reminiscing times together,
Forgetting not a single word or phrase,
Loving you the same as gather'd brether',
Your laugh, your smile continuously stays.

Never have I had a friend held so dear,
Never would I want another; that's clear.



Written by Jared McCoy

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