The Fruits of Friendship

Once, two lived under the shade of friendship,
They needed only to see into each other’s eyes
For in them swam the pearls that were written
In their hearts.

From these glittering jewels of trust
A bond was born,
These two floated upon the carpet of memory,
Their lives traveling along the same colorful patterns.

She, pretty and funny and loving,
He, shy and deep and lyrical,
Music was theirs, and Poetry and Art too,
Both were to the bosom of love drawn.

Ideas were exchanged,
Thoughts expressed and treasured,
In time the Two
Became…
One.

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